There will come a time in a writer’s life when word count needs to be lowered. Sometimes, verbose creatures that we are, we waffle. Here are some Totally Legit ways to lower your manuscript’s word count.
I’ve come across a lot of writing advice over the years. Some of it is brilliant… some of it? Not so much.
It was my ever-patient husbind’s 30th on Aug 3rd so I planned lots of silliness to make the whole thing a bit less painful.
I read 4 books this month. And… err… 3 of them were Tana French.
She is officially my new Literary Crush. Wow. I could not put her books down at all this month (and the first book I read in August? You guessed it!) I can’t recommend her highly enough. Husbind is currently on book one, and Best Friend is too. I think I might start standing on the corners like a religious nut soon.
The way she writes characters, her description, her courage to take plots away from the normal tropes… If I could ever write something even five percent as good, I’d be a very happy human being.
I love being a professional photographer. I really do. You never know what you’re going to do next. It could be a wedding, or a party, or a puppy photo shoot!
Or… it could be posing eggy pans and Tupperware boxes for fifty hours in a small office going slowly insane.
I used to read these stories all the time during my agent hunt. They used to inspire me and I’d even daydream about writing my own one day. Funny, then, that this has taken almost six months to write! Let’s start with some stats:
4 books this month.
It isn’t ideal, but at some point in your writing future you’re going to have to project-hop. I have become the reluctant master of this in the past year. Here are some tips to retain your sanity.
Well, I was the first to assume this would end badly, believe me. Something always goes wrong when I try something creative. I cut up my thumb scrapbooking. I superglued two of my fingers together when I mended a broken chess piece. I left paintless craters in the wall when I made a Polaroid mural (incidentally, this project is to hide that disaster).
I was expecting to have multi-coloured carpets and hot glue instead of eyebrows. But alas… it went quite well! No one died anyway.
It was a sunny Friday. I thought, why not take a dog to the beach and see the sea and all that other over-romanticised stuff?