21,000 words on the cutting room floor …
After a major edit of my novel, I dropped it down by about 21,000 words. That ends up to be just about 21% of the words. And the story didn’t change a bit. Like. At all. That’s a good sign I had a problem. I’m going to go through it again soon. This time for pacing, to make sure I didn’t take out anything important or rush anything too badly. It’ll probably grow again. But I feel good about the edits I made.
Living and Working in a Virtual World
(with an emphasis on the working part) After a wonderful weekend away in Portland, I'm starting today off by guest-teaching Andrew Fry's class on Living and Working in a Virtual World. I felt like my Pecha Kucha presentation focused pretty heavily on the "living" side, so for today's class I'm going to talk about the working side of the equation. I feel like Homer Simpson, when he knocks on Flanders' door and immediately runs away. "Can't talk now, Flanders. I've got a class to teach!" It's even better when he does it at the Drive Thru. Anyway. Very excited!
Our fellow City Clubbers … Looks like a nice office!
But closed on a Sunday.
I need to cull the herd a bit before checkout …
But I want them all!