I guess I should ask my two avid readers what they would prefer. I am nearing 100 pages, and that is a lot of text to scroll down. I like the Scribd format of the file, but you can't read it on the phone, which sucks. My sister hasn't said what she prefers, and my husband reads the draft on the laptop, though I get more insight from reading out loud to him.
Still, I am on the perpetual hunt for that ideal reader to give me constructive feedback. Most of my writer friends really don't have time, and I don't have the plata to pay someone to read my work. Besides, I drafted these great beginning workshop questions that I really should follow myself or duh, give my husband.
Then the real torture will start with the revising. Did I mention that I was rewriting The Harvest for the third time? Technically, this version is not a revision, but I gleaned as many of the old good ideas for it. Some of the other characters are still in it, but they ring truer this time. I also have to flesh out the level mods for the social order the girls live in. Simpler is better, 1 through 5. Everything else is a capitalist trick. Well, it all is in this novel.
So, I am still nursing this cold, which sucks. Earlier I was in my writing groove with my new writing schedule (kapow), and my brain just stopped. It freaked me out, but it was just my body telling me to rest.
Dr. Jesú Estrada,