I’ve worked hard this week. (My body is complaining, but I’m not listening.) It all felt bitty while I was doing it, but from this end of the week I can see what I’ve done and I’m glad I’ve done it.
1. QR: nada.
2. A short story for the Costa Award: cut from 5k words to 4k to meet the competition requirements, polished, read by my CP Sela Carsen, tweaked accordingly, and entered.
3. Twitter story: RTd my promo tweet a bit
I'm going to write a portal fantasy on Twitter when I reach 1250 followers. Want to read it? Follow me & RT this.
— David Bridger (@DavidBridger) June 27, 2015
and friends RTd its various versions quite a lot. Thank you. Still only got 16 new followers during the week to bring my number to 1196, when I’ve set the live-writing starting line at 1250 followers. So there’s a way to go, and until we get close to that figure I won’t worry about it.
4. The Orphan Age: big, time-consuming, developmental edit depth work late into each night. Cut 2k, moved 1.5k around in chunks, wrote 2.5k new material. Calculate I’m about 85% through this task. What remains is making both of my teenaged MCs difficult in their own ways.
5. The Honesty of Tigers: subbed to 23 London agents, each one researched diligently and each sub designed uniquely. That’s the London agent scene covered, apart from those who are closed to subs, a couple of operations that are too factory-big or city slick for my tastes, and some people I really wouldn’t want representing me. Tigers is subbed to all the big hitters and several successful and/or interesting boutique agencies. All I can do now is wait to see if any of those lovely people are interested.
I’m excited. I know I’m mid-career and a bit long in the tooth and everything, and I’ve managed fine without an agent so far, but this feels like a genuinely exciting step into a new world. A much bigger and shinier world. Really hope something comes of it.
6. In non-writing news, I think I’m going to let my hair grow again. Too much effort involved in shaving my scalp two or three times a week, and if I don’t do it regularly it gets uncomfortably prickly. Like velcro on my pillowcase. So my Bald For Summer experiment is officially over.
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