The day I went to the beach, I got a rewrite request from a large small publisher (heh) for one of my billions of useless novellas. Obviously I haven't had a chance to address the rewrites yet, but I've been thinking about what I want to do. I've got a good idea of how I should fix the motivation problem, but there's a worldbuilding issue that has me flummoxed. I need to set aside a few hours to work on the rewrite. Maybe Thursday.
Last month I got another rewrite request...on a 900-word story. The editor was confused because she expected the story to be spooky and it wasn't. I have noticed that that particular market doesn't seem to recognize humor when they see it. Since the story wasn't much good to start with, I just deleted it. Flash fiction is disposable.
All of the flash fiction on my hard drive just cried out. :|
(I understand, of course. Just don't tell the stories.)
Rewrites are hard for me. My nature is to be easy going and make changes, but sometimes it kills the voice.
Aaron--It never felt a thing, I promise.
Natalie--All the rewrite requests I'd had have improved the stories, so I don't mind them. I stress over them, though.
Good luck with the rewrite. :D
Thanks! I've started looking forward to it, which is a good sign.
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