n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
Right now I'm smack dab in the middle of line edits.
For those of you who don't know what line edits are, it's when an editor goes line by line and word by word and suggests changes. This can involve words that are used often, bad phrasing, restating things, grammar, and so on.
I'm slowly working through my document either accepting or declining my editor's changes. It's nice to revisit Canary, because it's been so long since I've read it (over a year and a half!). However, I have a deadline, so I've been burning the midnight oil.
I am a high school teacher by day, a MFA fiction writing student by night and use any free time in between to write, write, write! My debut YA novel CANARY is coming out August 1, 2013 from Medallion Press! Hot diggity dog!