Have you ever done something, and only days/weeks later, when you discovered your stupidity, thought to yourself, “What was I thinking?” only to realize that was exactly the problem. You weren’t.
Yeah…welcome to my life.
I shared with you in February my Polish contract snafu, in which I painstakingly dried and ironed contracts that had gotten left in the rain by UPS, only to send them back to my lovely agent in NYC sans signature.
My latest is almost as stupid, and once again, involves my lovely agent, who through it all, has never once said to me, “Lisa, wtf?”
This time it involves revisions.
Many of you have heard me lament about how impossible challenging writing The Novel Formerly Known as Hellbent was for me. Wrapping up a trilogy with a tidy bow turned out to be the bane of my existence. But, my agent and crit partner had some great suggestions, so I got to work revising. There was one point in particular my agent made which made sense, and I spent several hours revising a chapter to bring it in line with what she wanted. I really liked how it came out. I was so excited about it, I sent it to her that night, back on February 24. That’s a month ago, in case you’re counting.
A week later, I finished all my revisions and sent it back off to Suzie and Andrea, who once again, made some helpful comments. I made a few more changes and I’m reading through last night, putting on the final spit and polish before it goes to my editor next week. It’s one o’clock in the morning when I get to chapter 17—the one I rewrote for Suzie.
I’m reading it, and I’m like, “No. That’s not what this is supposed to say.” So I keep reading and realize it’s original chapter, before I made the changes. So I go back to the email I’d sent to Suzie in Feb. and open my attachment only to find it’s the same stupid chapter, unrevised.
I managed to cut and paste the original chapter 17 in place of the original chapter 17! And I’m just finding out about it NOW! A month later. Ugh!
In my defense, I was stressing at the time and had three different versions of my manuscript going, but still… Although Suzie never said to me “wtf?” I can’t believe she wasn’t thinking it—or at least something along the lines of, “Yeah, you really knocked yourself out on those revisions…”
So, after digging through my recycle bin, I found the revised chapter and plugged it in. Crisis averted—until the next one. O_O
