So it’s time to put on my big-boy pants and edit my novel up to professional quality or at least “First Five Pages” quality.
I know it will get faster, but tonight with all the going back and forth between book and manuscript, all I managed to do was to fix the first paragraph in Chapter 3 (Please don’t ask why I started on Chapter 3 and not Chapter 1).
So I turned this:
Adria Rider slammed out a rock tune, easily the loudest song in her concert. Halfway through the pounding number, her sound engineer cut her off. It was the last song that they sound checked before every concert to make sure they could make the adjustment from the soulful ballads that were her stock and trade.
Adria Rider slammed out a rock tune, easily the loudest song in her repertoire. Halfway through the pounding number, a disembodied voice cut her off. Calibrating the transition to Crazy Calypso from the soulful ballads that dominated her work demanded the trickiest adjustments of the night for the hack that ran her sound board. Verifying those fluctuations in each new venue also marked the end of the band’s pre-concert ritual.
And so begins the 9th version of my novel.