Remember Rewrite Project #1? The one I thought I had finished a couple of weeks ago? Well, it turned up in my inbox again, like a bad penny. More science issues, as it happens. My editor thought they could be “easily fixed.”
Yeah. He’s a funny guy.
What followed was a few days’ worth of scrabbling through the Internet, searching for a reasonably plausible propulsion system for a starship, while also adjusting the time dilation effects I had referred to in the story, to properly account for acceleration and deceleration.
Easily fixed, he said.
A few days later, my brain hurting from the strain of being expanded, I selected my new propulsion system and made the necessary changes to the text. As before, the revisions amounted to just a few sentences, stuff the casual reader will likely never even notice. But that’s not really the point, is it?
Truly, for all my whining, I now have a better story, a renewed appreciation for the resources the Internet puts at my disposal, and an aching brain.
Next up, a brief foray into a side job, then back to Rewrite Project #2, “The Winter Palace.”
No updates for Write Club.
I’m out.
(Easily fixed. Geez.)
