When I last talked about this, I had added in red marks through my entire printed manuscript, finding every error I could.
So, yeah. Done with that part.
But what I didn’t tell you about though: is afterward I shared the finished chapters with my Alphas—along with surveys.
And while doing this, I found a nice secure drawer and funneled the finished pages into its recesses.
And now, in nearly the present moment, after around three months or so, among many other projects, a loss of a person, work, and just life—the drawer is full, and the book storage suitcase is empty.
I did it. I inputted all the changes. All of them. So many nights up so goddamn late I found out tiredness can cause a dull feeling of pain. But now it’s ready, fully, for the Alphas.
And now comes the funny shift. Because it’s out of my hands now. I can remind, I can pester, but ultimately, it’s up to the Alphas.
And well, this might somehow be the hardest part of the whole thing. The waiting. And not just the waiting—but the waiting for feedback. For critique.
The whole point of this Alpha thing is for them to find flaws. So, I am, in essence, pointedly waiting to get punched in the emotional face.
Fun, fun, fun.
And now, while I wait, I guess I should follow the old advice I’ve come across from so many others and focus my energy on another big project.
Which should not be a problem, considering I have plenty of things on the back burner. When you write every day, but don’t edit every day, you tend to build up a backlog.
And though this book has been a thought and a dream in my head for like 3.5 years—it’s time to address the mounting pile of pages disregarded until now.
It won’t be easy, and sooner or later, I’ll have all the feedback to move onto the Beta reader stage. But, until then, it’s time for Brandon Scott to get even busier. If only for my own sanity.
Wish me luck. I’ll post again about this when I have something new to report. Which, I hope to as many gods as will bother to hear me, is soon.