Reading is a very personal thing. Two people who normally agree on everything, from what to have for breakfast to the appropriate colour of towels to use in the spare room, can read the same piece of work and come up with vastly different reviews.
This has been my experience over the past week. On one hand I've had two reviews berating me for allowing Esme to linger in the hallways of LGH for as long as I have, but today I had a review applauding me for such a slow pace! What's a girl to think?!
Never mind...I'm taking all the comments and storing them in a Word file. Once I'm ready to edit the first draft (probably in the New Year), I will work my way through the comments and see if I can't find a happy medium.
The reviews have, on the whole, been helpful rather than hurtful. For someone with as thin a skin as I, I'm pleasantly surprised at how I've coped with people dissecting my work. Some comments I will throw away, but others will help me mould my book into a more appropriate form to be published. I know, for instance, that I need to change the pitches (again) to make them less chick-lit and less about the diaries. Esme is on a journey - a journey through her own life - and that's what I need to convey.
But for today I'm focussing on chapter 33...don't ask me what happens in it because I don't know yet!