I don’t talk about my novel-in-progress much, but today I finished the first draft.
I celebrated a little, but I know I’m in for a substantial rewrite.
Maybe I didn’t start this the right way, if such a thing exists. I just wrote. I had an outline, but the outline didn’t stick. I kept writing and praying that the characters would reveal themselves in time. The story I’ve ended up with is not the same one I sat down to write, but even though it’s rough, I think it’s a better story.
I’ve still got a heap of research to fill in, ideas to flesh out, knots to untangle, and characters to name. I’m actually looking forward to the next round of work, but in the meantime I’m going to tuck that manuscript away and work on some other things.
Do you enjoy editing, or is all your joy in the first draft?