I know I’m busy, when one of the major milestones in a writer’s life passes by without a paean of joy, or a foot-stomping happy dance around the house. Well, I might just have indulged in the second 😉 but I didn’t get around to mentioning it anywhere.
Over a week ago now, I finished the first draft of my WIP (the tennis story for those keeping track). Very fitting, that I wrote The End–or as I do for reasons that I have long forgotten, I wrote (((FIN)))–at the start of Wimbledon fortnight.
82,000 words, give or take a few. Of course, the hard part now begins: editing that rough first draft. Ssssh…. but I prefer this to actually writing the first draft. The bones are there; they just need paring and refining and smoothing.
The first draft the tennis story will now sit for a bit, as I’ve set it aside to go through the copy edits on my previous novel which have just been returned to me. This previous novel will be part of Ylva Publishing’s Window Shopping series, which features different authors all starting with the same opening paragraph: two women gazing in the window of a sex shop. More about this one another time.
Going through edits is another pleasurable part of the writing process–seeing what a keen-eyed copy editor can do to an already fairly polished story. Before the story gets to the copy editor, it’s already been past the content editor (twice), and been revised by me in between. Now I get to consider the subtleties of repeated words, misplaced commas, and comments along the lines of “You say that ‘cow’ is an unusual yoga pose–we do that every week in the class I attend”.
Then, when I’ve been through the copy editors comments, back the story goes, and I return once again to the tennis story. It’s never-ending this writer’s life.