I suck at firsts.
- First song (a holiday card poem Weird Al’d into an old hymn)
- First epic poem (anyone else remember Prodigy? Way back before AOL? Well, that’s where I posted it then promptly forgot my password.)
- First short story (Don’t get me started; children should not be blamed for their upbringing, after all)
- First stab at a novel (“Never bring up the horny nun. It wins you NO points in life.”)
- First full-length novel (molding in my nightstand so it can haunt me better)
- First query (Seriously. Why did I think I was ready to hit send? *Wears official nametag of “Time Waster” for a month in shame*)
- First critique group (I love you, Bud Humble, but I will not type that team name)
- First time as an Ubergroup captain (Over-ambitious? Who me? I want to learn everything yesterday!!)
So now that my first attempt to revolutionize the beta swap process crashed and burned, I’m forcing my face into that scrunched-up squint scowl that’s supposed to mean “I’m determined to get this right,” because my second attempts, and those thereafter, well… Rewrites and revisions are what I do!
I’ll post next week what I mean and what my experiment with the beta process is all about. In the meantime, do you have an embarrassing first that drives you to improve? Tell me about it!