Postcard #8 – In the middle of things

I Choose Knowledge
I Choose Knowledge

Camp Nanowrimo ends tomorrow.  I’ve done my best.  Will meet my word goal tomorrow.  Yay me!

I am well into the revision of my first draft.  20,000 words of the original 55,000 done.  I’m in the middle.

Being in the middle of things is not always comfortable or comforting.  This happens with my drawings.  I get a third to half-way in, and it’s like I hit a major oobleck hole.  Thick.  Sticky.  Sink-y.  No traction for my wheels, which are disappearing into the green goo.  Where did my ideas and inspiration energy go?

I have to get out and push.  And I have to get help with the pushing.

The fact that I’ve been here before does not help me evade this place in my creation process.  It does help that I know I always make my way through and up the other side.  It helps that I have strategies for handling the middle oobleck hole.

This is what I do.

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Postcard #6 – Revising

5 Crows Silver, 6 Crows Gold
5 Crows Silver, 6 Crows Gold

I had this idea I could whip through creating the second draft of my book.  I’ve got a month.  The first draft is pretty good.  No problem.  I can do this.

Hmmmm.

I am revising my idea of revising.  Like, I maybe should expect that this second draft will take me as long as writing the first draft.  The first three weeks of April have shown me this.

I admit it.  I am a virgin when it comes to second drafts.  I mean, I was a virgin.  Can’t claim, and blame, that any longer.

I am in the messy midst of second draft, and I am enjoying it.  A different process than first draft.  I am pickier.  Rather than ‘let’s get this down’, it is ‘let’s get this right.’  I am playing with words in a different way.  I am studying them, drop by drop, rather than pouring out a whole bucketful of water onto the page and moving quickly to the next page to pour another bucketful.

First draft was falling in love with a crowd.  Second draft is loving the individual beauty of a word, phrase, sentence, and hearing how they link and don’t link to those beside them.  Second draft is choosing the particular beauty I want my book to be, and matching all to this.

I still love the parts that don’t link up, that don’t match this single beauty.  I see their different beauty, and know they will fit somewhere else, some other time.  I put them aside.

I’ve had to adjust my word goal for Camp Nanowrimo.  Downwards.  Make it smaller.  Doable.  That is alright.  I am learning a new writing process, my revision process, and this is exciting.

So, a toast.  Raise your coffee mugs, tea cups, wineglasses, and all.  Here’s to a longer revision process.  Here’s to getting it right, and to particular beauty.  Here’s to second drafts and being a writer.

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