The first draft of Kiwiana Charlatan is done and I will be backing it up on a CD shortly.
Because if my computer is ever going to crash, me old mate Murphy says it will be now…
I’m hoping to have a little read through at the next writing meeting I go to, and to be honest I feel a little nervous about it. Why? Because it feels like it is not really a first draft, more like a second or (dare I say) a third. So it feels short and too clean. But I guess I won’t really know until it is read.
Someone once asked me how I knew when a draft was done. This is what I think: a draft is done when you’re not sure what your tinkering with will help the story or ruin it. That’s when I down tools and let the piece cool off, or rather; let myself cool off. That’s when I ask another writer to have a look at it, or let actors loose on it. When I can no longer see it.
So I’ll have a reading and collect criticisms and then leave it for a while. Until my eyes clear…
Meanwhile I have a plan.
I am a list-maker, a planner. Part of the reason I was so resistant to the outline is because I like writing lists so much that I’d probably be quite happy just to do that. And not cross anything off. The list is a favorite form of procrastination!
So I launch into my plan with a little trepidation – will I get caught in an endless cycle of outlining and research? Will any actual writing get done?
I guess we’ll see when I start on Monday. Meanwhile, I’m taking the weekend off. Maybe I’ll even have a drink or two to wet the baby’s head.