You’ve heard of writers needing to do fact checks, right? How about fuck checks? Yeah, well, I have to do both.
In a previous post, I mentioned that revision is the bane of my existence and this hasn’t changed. Not even a little bit. That said, although I’m still revising A Thousand Times and its sequel short story, One Last Time, I’m in the final stretch and the end is in sight. Finally!
But you know, I noticed something about myself during this round of revisions. The more difficult and/or frustrating a scene or chapter is for me to revise, the more fucks I end up giving. Literally. So, besides the occasional fact check, I also have to do regular fuck checks when I write. Of course, I don’t cut every single instance of the word. It’s 2023, not 1923, so my characters drop f-bombs throughout both ATT and OLT. Still, I make sure it’s a natural part of their conversations or inner thoughts because as with the three bears story, it’s gotta be just right.