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Saturday, November 13th, 1999 - Caught in the "Undercurrent"
I spent all day today working on my final revision for that water story formerly known as "Watercress", now called "Undercurrent". I futzed with the timing, which makes the whole piece jive better, and I threw in a bit of explanation here and there that I hope doesn't clunk too badly. I can now read the first part without cringing, which I think is a splendid thing for an author to be able to do with her story. The symbols work for me, and I think there's an underlying theme that comes across, but not too obviously.

In short, I'm pretty happy with it.

It's been awhile since I've had any sort of satisfaction in the way of writing, as some of you know. Honestly, it's probably a good chunk of it just plain laziness, but there were other, more serious issues at work, too. Fear of failure, of writing something terrible that cannot be revised at all. Actually, I have a great fear of writing a passable, but mundane story. What's the point? I suppose every story can't take your breath away, but I always want to be a good read.

Anyway, I spent the entire day pounding my keyboard, hunched over my desk, trying to decipher David's line edits and smooth out Jenna's points of plot contention. If I was only to have two proof readers this time around, they were a nicely diverse pair. And they've both done this sort of thing before, and knew what to look for. I think a good proof-reader is essential to the writing process; at least, it is for me at this level. I don't take everything they say to heart, but I can not read my work objectively and an outside viewpoint helps keep me in line. If I were a prolific writer, I'd have to get a much larger group to draw on for this, as I'm sure I'd wear people out.

Hmm, it's late, and I've got to get up and go see _Being John Malkovich_ tomorrow with David around noon. It's a movie-going kind of weekend (now that the story is done), as I just saw _Dogma_ with Ian tonight. _Dogma_ is a terible movie, though not as bad as _Starship Troopers_ (where Ian and I had more fun making fun of the film afterwards than we did at any point during the actual movie), which I also saw with Ian. I did laugh at _Dogma_, despite its inconsistencies and over-the-top-then-fall-flat gags. There were a few good lines, but the disclaimers at the beginning of the movie got the most laughs. And I don't believe Alanis Morrissette is god, not for one second.

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