Erica Lucke Dean

"Making the world a better place, one book at a time."

hey katie

I am not boring.

I mean, just for the record, if someone asked you to use one work to describe me, the last word that should come to mind would be boring.

Clumsy, crazy, occasionally obsessive, controlling, colorful, perfect…ok maybe I just slipped that one in, but you get the point. 

The last thing I am is boring.

So for someone to call my writing boring was like telling me my children were unattractive (also not true).  It was like a slap! I’m all for constructive criticism, but ouch! 

So what does one do when something they have put their entire heart and soul into is categorized as boring? 

Revenge!

Ok, so not revenge.  But admit it, you thought about it too…for a second. 

No, instead I am re-evaluating my work.  Reassessing, if you will.  I definitely don’t think it’s boring.  If I did, I would scrap the whole thing now.  Instead I think I’m going to look at the overall picture, and the constructive criticism given out by people who actually like to read girlie fiction.  They are more my demographic anyway.  So I’m going to take their advice, and I’m going to revise, revise, revise.

Is it me or is it a coincidence that revise rhymes with despise?  I think not.

So my plan for the rest of the weekend is to revise my book, To Katie With Love.  Make some changes.  Just a few.

That’s how it works for writers.  Just when you think something is perfect…you realize it isn’t.  And trust me that came as a total shock to me. 

Because, as we all know…I AM perfect.

Ok…Ok, I’m not perfect.  But I was certain Katie was.   I put all of myself into “her” and her story.  I even had other people tell me she was perfect. 

The funny thing about perfect?  It doesn’t exist.

There is always room for improvement, even in the best story.  So back to the drawing board I go, so to speak.  And I’m going to reweave a little magic between the lines.   And if I’m good…and I know I am…I might end up with something even better than what I started with.  That’s how things are. 

In the midst of ashes, a flower grows…or something like that. 

Until the next time…I’ll be making changes!

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