I woke at 6:30 this morning to soggy sloppy snow on the ground, in the trees, and filling the air. My husband’s comment–‘out like a lion’, referring to March 31 today. Upside down Spring.
Yes, I am writing this post a day ahead because tomorrow, April 1, Camp Nanowrimo begins. I am signed up to spend April revising the first draft of my book. I have a virtual cabin full of twelve of us writing similar work. New friends and fellow writers for moral support, for whining and freaking out with, and for mutual cheering on.
It feels appropriate to begin my revision on April Fool’s Day. I am nicknaming this second draft the Inside Out Upside Down Draft, because that is exactly what is going to happen with it.
This is the shake-up of the first draft.
I’ve never revised a book before. Have edited loads of essays, posts, letters, policies, poems, term papers. But never a whole book.
This feels a little intimidating.
I am approaching it with a bag full of Cadbury Cream Eggs and a can of bear spray. I am walking into the deep woods without a map. This is taking my courage and my first draft and being willing to read, feel, take apart, backtrack, turn sideways, throw out, write again and write again, feed that to the bear, and write yet once more.
The chocolate is for me. The bear spray is for the draft if it gets out of control and tries to bite me or anyone else. The bear I just mentioned—he loves to eat bad writing. I plan on feeding him as much as he can take until I am left with only the good writing. Bear is sitting out there in the melting slush right now. Drooling. He just came out of hibernation. He’s HUNGRY.
And so am I. Hungry to play with words galore tomorrow, and for the next twenty-nine days after that.
I’ll send postcards.
Wish me luck!
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