I’ll keep this brief.
For the past few hours I’ve been working on revisions for my manuscript and now my brain is broken. However, I think there are a few things that learned and I ought to write down before let my mushy positronic matrix rest for the night.
- Revision is so not the right word to describe what I’m doing with my first draft. I’m not revising anything. I’m rewriting. Thanks to Beth Revis for making such a clear distinction.
- I hammered out my first draft in three months and most of it is total garbage. The plot goes on more tangents than a calculus class.
- I cannot let myself get attached to the first draft. I have this tendency to get hooked to it–to try and make the fresh writing work around the crappy writing of the first draft. This is a bad idea. In the end I just get frustrated because I can’t force the old parts to work with the new.
Okay, that’s all. I need to hit Safeway on the way home and get some Extreme Chocolate Cookie ice cream. I think a serving of that frozen delight is the only thing that will make my brain feel better.
Talk to you tomorrow.