We have a publication date, September 3, 2013 for Swimming in the Moon and a launch date, September 5 at the Laural Theater, Knoxville. Last night I submitted a revised (revised, revised . . . ) draft to HarperCollins. Not final, but getting closer. I could have worked on it more, indefinitely, but it was due today and I’ve never been late on a writing project so it seemed wise (for good luck) not to break this little record. Many, many other deadline lie between now and publication, and a lot of work, but it’s in sight! Months ago, that seemed hardly possible.
And today? I’m not sure what to do today. I researched interior vs. exterior French drains for a wet basement problem. That was absorbing. I’m thinking I’ll research the problem some more to drain off some nervous energy.
Anthony Trollope, to produce his prodigious flow of Victorian novels, put out, according to his autobiography, 250 words/15 minutes for 180 minutes/day. If he ended one novel during a daily writing session, he began the next right away. This shows the incredible variety of human creative styles. I’d short circuit on that regimen.
Should the date be, Sept., 2013?