Having finished my first draft of A New Tangled Tango, I want to read it from the beginning to see how it has emerged. I probably won’t do that until I’ve had a first stab at proof reading it – and I need to establish some distance from it – perhaps wait a week or so. But I don’t want to start something new until I’m sure that this current book is done and dusted.
Today, I cheated a bit. I haven’t started reading the story as such, but I took time to begin reformatting the Word text for Kindle. I got rid of my page numbers, used Styles to format paragraphs, I chose and formatted my headings and then auto-checked things like spellings, grammar and conciseness. Finally I used ‘Find and Replace’ to get rid of hard to spot things such as double spaces, space-commas and comma-stops. I saved the file and now I must wait.
I feel bereft. I’m going to miss being with my characters. It’s not long since we met, but now I know their dreams, and feel their regrets, their anxieties, their hopes and their love. I hear their voices in my head. I didn’t know them until they suddenly appeared on my monitor and now they’ve disappeared onto my hard drive. What will happen to them now? They’re in limbo until my keyboard kisses them back to life. I worry for them and for myself.
The photograph today expresses my dilemma. It shows two giant horses heads – The Kelpies – near Falkirk in Scotland. I was on holiday and had taken my Pentax K-50 (RIP) using an 18-55 mm f/3.5-5.6 kit lens handheld. The settings were ISO 100, f/16 1/100 seconds and 18 mm.