Books take time. It’s a difficult concept to grasp until you worked on one. Things will occur to you between the first and final draft, sometimes months later. We just now figured out the right epilogue to Clean Sweep. This morning. We had finished it what, early summer? It’s almost as if the narrative is a wine and it needs to age to reach a certain maturity level. That’s when the structure of the story becomes apparent and suddenly you realize that you need to cut twenty thousand words because the book is better for it. So my advice is, don’t put artificial direction on your story. Go wild. Write what makes you happy, finish it, and then, once done, step back and evaluate it.
-Ilona Andrews
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