Saturday, July 21, 2012

Kindle Edition Finished!

Tears were shed.

About halfway through the process of reformatting the print version of Super Power of the Day: Origins of a Sixth Grade Superhero to create a Kindle-friendly file, I thought I was done. I tried a test version of my text in the Kindle previewer and found that only two chapters looked the way I expected them to look. I wanted single spacing, with extra breaks in the same places as the print version. But most of the chapters were not listening to the laboriously entered manual formatting I'd just spent two full days entering into the doc.

I fiddled with the text. No luck. I fiddled some more. No luck. I just couldn't see where my formatting was wrong.

For some reason, perhaps because so many online bloggers and guides recommend formatting the htm version of a text, I finally decided to search the code for a reason my formatting was so off. Mind you, I don't code. But I can look at code and WYSIWYG side by side and understand/read the code. After all, two chapters formatted themselves correctly. All I had to do was compare the proper sections to the messed up ones and see what was different. So I saved a copy in htm, turned on Dreamweaver, and went on a hunt.

The answer was way at the top of the coding, in the definition of normal style. It would take more time, but I knew how to fix that.

The tears dried up.

In retrospect, the tears probably happened half because of my frustration and half because I went camping this week.

Our site (tipi #6) at Upper Sioux Agency State Park


The camping itself was wonderful. My attempts to sleep while camping in the extreme heat and humidity we've been enjoying? Not so wonderful.

By the way, the kindle version of the book will be available shortly. I'll let you know.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

A Puzzle of Words

I finished the final edit of volume 2 in my Super Power of the Day series about an hour ago. (Fingers crossed.)


Whew!


It's astonishing to me that I can find genuine mistakes after so many read throughs. A Sunday that I called a Saturday. A sentence missing the word "of." A logical place for an emotional moment that I breezed past. These have been fixed.


Of course I found myself tinkering and tinkering with words as I puzzled out the perfect sentences. One hang up I have is accidental repetition of particular words on a given page. Another is compound words. And I'm always testing the feel of the words for elementary level speaking (my main character's voice) and reading (my audience) levels. 


Whenever I was unsure of my word choice and a suitable alternative didn't pop into my head, I switched from InDesign to Word, typed up the offending word, and right clicked for synonyms. By the end of my edit, I had a fun list of typical words, some kept and some changed, from The Hero Chronicle Continues. Reading them is like peeking into the text...


Here they are:

rustle hand me down spray paint spider web tackle box viscera crow bar mine find shove push shuffle stride move alive axel axle venue awe indelibly offer wonder if consider look gradually carefully cut gash unison malfunction problem issue evil brokenness emerge carcass videogame make force tell order 

See if you can puzzle out the plot!

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Throw it all out!

I'm back to work finishing Super Power of the Day: The Hero Chronicle Continues after a lovely vacation to Ireland, Scotland, and England. These first pictures are indelibly tied to craft for me.

One of my mentors, author Sandra Scofield, once told an entire class of aspiring authors who were finishing their (our) first novels, "Throw it all out! Start from scratch!"

I sat up. What? You can't possibly mean me? My work is wonderful! I may need a tweak here or there, but it's working. Who would toss out all their hours of attentively worked prose in one fell swoop?

Sandra would.

Oh.

Still. I scoffed.

John Lennon did.

Huh?

Loads of canonized writers did, habitually.

Wow.

And Sandra was right.

One of the most fun parts of this particular trip to the British Isles was visiting...

The Dublin Writers Museum
The Writers' Museum (Edinburgh, Scotland)
and
The British Library, with their exhibit...

Wastelands to Wonderlands

Each venue displayed original manuscripts and first edition copies of seminal English literary texts, edit marks often included. Joyce, Shaw, Yeats, Swift, Stevenson, Burns, Austen, Dickens, the Brontes, Hardy, Wordsworth, Wilde, Blake, Eliot, Coleridge, Keats, Forster, Kipling, Conan Doyle, Milne, Auden, Orwell, Conrad, Woolf, Tolkein, du Maurier, Lewis Carroll, Ishiguro, Kureishi, Ted Hughes, Plath, John Lennon, Gaiman, and J. K. Rowling.

Pardon my name dropping. I spent a lot of time gasping in awe. Literally, I would walk up to a displayed text and let out a gasp of recognition and astonishment.

While some authors did indeed tweak a word or two here or there, quite a few squiggled lines through and crossed out entire pages of text, sometimes leaving a mere sentence for the final draft. Sentences I know by heart, having read and studied them with admiration and, quite often, love.

While I refuse to toss out an entire draft of a piece and start over with a blank doc, when I have a paragraph or section that just refuses to come together, the solution is usually to throw it all out. To start from scratch.

Case in point, my revising this morning. I'm about a third of the way through the 7th or 8th edit of volume 2, an edit I originally thought would be a final proofing as the design work has been done. But fresh eyes are picky eyes, and fresh ears hear glitches well. I thought I was done "writing," yet this is typical:



The last paragraph of page 54 wasn't working. I tossed it. I started over. It's working now.

I've learned my lesson.