Por Vida is currently in the proofing stage, which means I open the Word doc, place a cursor, and hit PLAY on the text-to-speech program. Then I watch and listen to my story. It catches a lot of errors, but it is a slow process, and there's only so much of it you can take each day.
To pass the time and still feel like I'm writing, I've started a rewrite of Xronixle. I hope to have a new version ready by the end of 2017 to coincide with the 10 year anniversary. I've always thought Xronixle was an awesome story, but I was not an awesome writer when I published it. Ten years have taught me a few things, so I'd like to beef up that story, add some punctuation, fix the blatant errors, and generally just tone down the nonsense.
Today was a good example of that. Consider the passage:
His fingers moved in small circles around her warm skin, twisting and winding their way higher and higher. X’s hands went flat against her flesh, moved up the sides of her breasts, came together in the middle, and then back down again. He moved his head next to hers and watched the side of her mouth, listening for the quickened breathing that he knew would never come.
And the rewrite
His fingers moved in small circles around her warm skin, twisting and winding their way up her body. He cupped her breasts, squeezed.
No acknowledgement from C.
No quickened breathing.
2004 Daniel had a bad habit of not being direct, and it permeates throughout the story. Cleaning it up just feels like something that needs to be done.