BR is working her way through the manuscript of SWEET SIXTEEN. The great thing about a beta reader is also the worst thing about a beta reader. It is someone who tells you the truth about your writing.
No, BR hasn’t said “It’s horrible! Quit writing and find a real job.” (Thankfully!) Yet, it was one of those pieces of advice that I thought about for a bit. “The prologue doesn’t work.” Dang! I spent months on that prologue, fixing and perfecting that prologue. And BR says it doesn’t work? Deep breaths. Calm. No going off on a “Do you know how much time and effort…” rampage through the house. Probably not good for the parasite.
Instead, I looked at the clock and reminded myself that when I get up at 1:00AM it isn’t a good excuse to read critiques from BR. I’m not quite awake. No, BR didn’t email me that late. That’s just when I checked my email. So, new rule. No opening critiques from BR until after the sun comes up, or normal people are awake. Actually, no email until then, unless I was awake prior to checking the email. No offense to BR.
After I went back to sleep and woke up again at a usual hour, I saw things in a different light. BR was right. The prologue has the book going in one direction, but I switch it to another direction in the first chapter. The work was for naught. It hurts. I won’t begin to say it doesn’t hurt. But, the story must be served. And that means my prologue must go.
It was good while it lasted. I really loved the last version. Ah, what we do for our novels. If anyone needs me, I’ll be busy attempting to determine if I can get away without the prologue and jump right in to the first chapter. Which means BR will see an email in her inbox.