5 Days

Today is the 10th of February, 2011; my deadline for the second draft of Calibre is on the 15th. This is going to be interesting - I missed one deadline of about 6 "blocks" my writing was structured in, so I'm really hoping I can get it done. It really depends on tomorrow - that is, how long I'm at work before I can go back home.
I have fixed the first nine chapters, so five remain. I wish I could say I'm intending to simply do one a day, but that really isn't the case because of other commitments. Chapter 10, Between Us and Them, is going to be mostly rewritten (although it isn't a particularly complex chapter compared to the one that follows it); as is the final chapter, which was a real rush job back when I wrote it. A few weeks after finishing the first draft, I touched up the ending a bit, but it still isn't adequate in my eyes.
So yeah. Tomorrow and Saturday are going to be busy days. The main thing is I really do feel the second draft is much better so far, with far more light shed on the intentions of the characters - "good" and "bad" alike - which really gets the mood the way I want it: a little disorientating and not black and white. That sentence sucked. I'm so tired. Moon.

Blurb 1.0

Right. Here it is. My first attempt at a blurb for Calibre. Some feedback would be awesome, but I'm self-aware enough to know that nobody actually looks at this, and if you have it's probably because of my direct instruction for you to do so, so just go back to my MSN/Facebook IM window and tell me there. As I said... this is my first attempt. I've never really created a blurb for a finalised product (I've made one here and there to try and stir interest amidst my friends, then go on to write nothing to assign it to). So I really do what to know how it sounds... so without further ado...

The giant pods of Pen Expers that somehow hang in the air; the town of Photo, where it always rains; the monstrosity that is Building 12... The world of the Fectoprine is a curious one. But something is terribly wrong.

As man attempts to scrub the world of a deity, the extraordinary are the enemy. Acting as the remnants of the mysterious Ruben Storm, those who possess calibres - supernatural abilities granted to seemingly random individuals - are dubbed competitors and hunted down. For it is only a matter of time until they become the ‘host’ - nothing but a projection of Ruben himself - and potentially destroy the Fectoprine... or redefine humanity itself. But what place does humanity have in this world?

Eric Paradinas is a competitor, possessing a tongue of silver that only the deaf can defy, who becomes reluctantly entangled in the ongoing battle between the two distinct sides. While both parties seem to share the same goal - destroy Ruben Storm - they have very different ideas as to how it will be done. And the clock is ticking, but only the elusive nemesis knows the ring of its chime...

So yeah. Let us know. Any good? Would you consider reading a book with this blurb? Thanks!

Actual progress!

About four weeks after I finished the first draft, I started marking it up. Admittedly, I did not pick up many errors, which was kind of frustrating as I knew they would inevitably be there. But my main goal - to ensure coherence in the next draft - is mostly achieved... on paper, at least. I'm yet to go through the actual documents and make the changes I've outlined, but I'm actually up to that stage now.
Right now, I actually feel rather stupid - it took me two fairly long days to mark up seven chapters. I could have finished this stage months ago. Now that I've arranged to have it looked over for errors and consistency by somebody else, which I believe will easily be a more effective method, it frustrates me that I put off doing something so simple for so long, thus meaning I can't send it right to them yet. However, at least soon I will have a coherent draft, with all of the crap that I don't want, cut.
I have a headache. Ttyl.