So, I finished the first draft of my novel on the day after Thanksgiving. Many, MANY moons ago, I printed out a hard copy of what I had already done (less than half the finished work) and started editing those pages. I got through ten chapters before I put that down and didn’t look at it again. Eventually, I went back to writing with a renewed vigor and determination (and another round of NaNoWriMo to motivate me.) Since I finished the first draft I decided to go back through those old edits and update the soft copy before I did anything else. Interestingly, many of those edits had already been done in the soft copy, which tells me, not only that I did them during some other burst of editing, but also that I was on the right track since I thought the same thing more than once.
I finished that last week.
Today, I have before me a completed, fully printed, hard copy of the book; 416 pages, 208 sheets of paper. And you know what? For the first time, it looks real. All double spaced and Times New Roman-y, just the way an agent/editor/publisher wants it. It feels kinda strange… Good! But strange…
My next step is to go through the hard copy, with a red pen, and hopefully a clear, unbiased mind and edit it again. I know there are sections that need work. I know that there will be rewrites to be made, but I’m pretty excited about this process all the same.
I’m officially signed up to participate in a writers workshop, starting in February. There will be real, published, accomplished authors in this group. To say that I feel out of my depth and a bit self-conscious would be an understatement. But the leader of the workshop, a published author herself, has already given me very positive feedback on the few pages I sent her last week and I can’t wait to hear more (even if some of it is constructive criticism and not accolades… accolades would be nicer though…) 😉