Let me “cut” to the chase…
It was suggested to me a while back that I re-structure my novel to make it more — epistolary — told in a series of documents.
At first, I resisted this suggestion, but the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. The “secrets” in the sari chest are letters between two sisters. Moreover, one of the main characters is a writer, whose short story is integral to the plot of the book.
An epistolary structure for my novel makes so much sense, I don’t know how I didn’t see it myself.
Thus, I’m essentially re-writing a novel I had deemed “finished.” I’ve cut 55 pages and eliminated two characters that no longer feel organic to the plot.
I’ve spent hours staring at my laptop every day, a sick feeling turning in my stomach, as I ponder all the hours of work I must do now, and wonder how on earth I will do it.
It’s causing me to become a little obsessed with my productivity level. Spring is always far busier for our family than Fall. The kids are busier with school and activities, we have two birthdays in our house, a first communion, swimming lessons, and another school play. Our Writers Club has a lot of awesome events coming up. There’s a trip scheduled for spring break, then an impossibly long and early summer vacation.
So I’m trying to put myself on a schedule again. I want to have this new draft of the novel done by the end of March, so that I can spend most of April and May revising. School gets out May 18, and with the exception of 1 week of camp, the kids will likely be home with me all summer.
I’ll be back when I’ve made some progress.