Today, I completed the deep revisions for Sand of Bone.
Pause for extended fanfare of trumpets…
I’ll have to wait for beta-reader feedback to know how close the novel is to the proofread-for-publication stage, but I’m quite pleased with how it turned out.
Currently, the novel comes in around 128K words. Somehow — despite the fact I completely altered and expanded the worldbuilding, and let myself play much more with dialog — I cut nearly 30K from the previous draft. Thirty thousand words! I don’t know where they went. I feel as if I’m actually telling more story than before those words disappeared.
I had all sorts of things I wanted to say about revisions, and writing, and writing as a form of reading, but I’m honestly just too danged tired. So off to bed with me, so the brain shall function tomorrow.
And I’ll play that fanfare again. I earned it.