As I mentioned before, part of my relative silence here is due to me working on a new DIY book, which is all musical instruments and noise toys (primarily electronic and wicked *awesome!*) and slated for completion sometime prior to the heat-death of our universe. For those interested in how the sausage gets made, here’s a snapshot of today’s work:
I’m revising Project 7, which is 26 pages long. The only page that has *zero* revisions is Page 8:
(Just in case you think that’s a function of the paucity of text on Page 8, I’ll have you know that I have a page with just *nine* words on it, and *it* has red ink.)
Pretty much every other page looks more like good ole Page 23:
*Everything* I write goes like this. I write a page, only to scrawl basically an entirely new page overtop that typed page, then merge the two and cut 1/6th of it. That’s a process. It’s like I’m making Oreos from scratch only so I can crunch them up to be Oreo crust for a Jell-o Pudding Pie.
Anyway, if you’re ever feeling totally overwhelmed at what a hash your project seems to be mid-build, just look at Page 23 and say: “Christ; at least I’m better at this than Dave is at writing!”