Putting your manuscript in the hands of a third party is always a bit of a Rubicon moment.
And its return always has me quoting Nitsche, like some mantra against the dark, as I read the editor’s comments.
A month ago, I got the first pass back of Symington Byrd’s first novel.
And between work and sleep, I picked up.my baby and made the changes needed to ensure A Cowardice of Crows emerged like Steve Austin:better,stronger, pacier than.before.
Last night, following a last minute frenzy, which reminded me of my student days, i sent the manuscript back to the editor. 2000 words lighter and a page longer. Don’t ask. I don’t know.
And now I wait.
Is it better than before? Indubitably. You don’t have an editor and ignore them. Is it the best I can do? At the moment -yes. I.am still learning this writing craft.
Will you, dear reader, like it?
I hope so. It’s a very different book to Aldwych Strand. The characters darker, more complex. The themes darker still.
Of course: only time will tell. But I have an inkling about Symington Byrd.