First Draft Rewrite

This cat is the image of the scamp who came along and ate the crunchies left for my hedgehog pals the other night.
And I need the boost.
The time has come to revise my first draft of my short contemporary romance with the working title of Amy and Jared.
The print-out has been fermenting in the box for three weeks and this morning, in the next hour, the work begins.

The plan goes something like this:

* open the box, gulp, and start reading the text from page one. Do not write anything, annotate anything, just read it through from start to end

* go out for a walk

* come back and interview the characters – again- one by one- based on what I have learned about who they are from the words on the page as they stand

* work out what I want to reveal about my hero and heroine so the character arc makes sense – starting at the end, and the self-realisation/self-revelation scenes and working backwards to the beginning – goals, conflict, backstory motivation, the lot

* redesign the goals for the opening chapter, then the first three chapters – DO NOT load the beginning with backstory and a cast of thousands ! Am I the only person who does this?

* create a new chapter breakdown [ yes, I already have a chapter outline in a spreadsheet on the pc, but this will be put to one side] with turning points based on what I have decided, focusing on building and building the layers

*separate out the pages of print-out into chapters, so that tomorrow I can start slashing and making notes until all chapters have been complete and I am ready to rewrite.

Then lie down with a blanket over my head, and try and think positive thoughts about the draft which now appears like a complete piece of **** and wonder why I ever started this story, and….

Julie Cohen has just blogged about sending off her first draft to her editor,, while Nicola Marsh is talking about what happens when you have sagging middles. I have the complete notes from Jenny Crusie’s masterclass on writing.

Now all I have to do is put it all together and create the best thing I have ever written in my entire life.

The house is quiet. I am alone. And will be until 4 at the earliest. The sun is breaking through the clouds onto the sofa. I have tea.
No more excuses.

What’s playing on my YouTube right now? September Song – Frank Sinatra. Class. followed by another classic –