The wind is a fickle thing, blowing this way and that, constantly changing speed and direction. But there is a logic to wind which can be quantified, physics to mathematics, measurable variables.
Revising one’s manuscript is like charting the winds. So many variables to consider. Endless possibilities. There is no clear path to follow and no guarantees the path one chooses is the right one. Beta readers’ responses are subjective and often contrary; sometimes, they seem . . . capricious. There is no constant point at which to start the revision process, no clear point at which it ends.
All of which makes for a daunting task, one might dare say insurmountable; but if a writer is serious about writing, revision is necessary. And you have to start somewhere.
So there I was, standing on the precipice, staring down at my manuscript for EFFIN’ ALBERT; buffeted by possibilities, uncertainty, self-doubt. Not sure which way to go. I took a few tentative steps, tweaked the manuscript a bit. Testing the waters, I guess, not quite ready to take the plunge. Then I revisited my beta responses, reread and analyzed the many thoughtful comments and suggestions my beta readers provided for me. That’s when I began to see. They’d given me a nebulous roadmap to follow. If I moved this scene, cut that paragraph, added a bit here, if I trusted my betas, my writing, my self, I could do it. If I approached the revision process objectively, logically, methodically, I could do it. Daunting or not, I could revise my manuscript.
I was adrift on the winds of uncertainty. Not so much anymore.