I just finished my bi-weekly session with my novel mentor, Sam Hiyate. We’re up to 125 pages of revisions of my novel (first draft – 500 pages). Sam’s strong point is that, like Michelangelo, he can visualize the statue of David – the essence of my romance/crime plot – within the formless over-written doorstop that was my first draft. After our first conversation, he suggested that the first 15,000 words or so – back story mainly, clogged up the story and would make it difficult for anyone to get to the good parts. I agreed. SLASH. TRIM. After I did that, whenever I got the gut feel that things were sagging or that I was losing interest in the writing, I realized he was…
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