And lo, it was February, and the never-ending task of editing the 12 books I wrote across the 12 months of 2011 began in earnest.
To be honest, I wasn’t really sure where to start with this. Some people might choose the beginning, but frankly I didn’t wanna. I could lie and tell you this is because I’ve read so many articles saying starting at the beginning is narrative suicide, but (as I mentioned at the beginning of this sentence) that would be a lie.
It’s actually something of a practical issue. I’ve lost around an hour a day to the 28 Drawings Later challenge this month, so in editorial terms I wanted something I could go back to and just edit. However, the first book I wrote last year, Caligula’s Blog, deserves a lot more research than I managed to do at the time, which means I can’t just jump straight back in. Well maybe I could, but as discussed, I don’t want to. I want to be able to take a few hours at a time to get really immersed in the history of it so that I go back with as accurate a timeline as possible and much more in-depth knowledge of the period.
So, the beginning turns out not to be a great place for me to start. However, help is at hand in the form of a couple of competitions – The Dundee International Book Prize, which I mentioned in a post last month, and The Kelpies Prize.