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puppydog waves on a big moon sea snap our heels halfheartedly

Okay, it's printed. That's a butcher's draft, for sure, but it's a draft. And I wrote 3,633 words today, which is a very good day indeed, and makes me feel like a real writer.

A funny thing I've noticed. As I've become more secure in my craftswomanship, I've become a lot more slapdash in the sort of construct I am willing to call a draft. I mean, this one I have here needs an entie timeline ripped out and made into something else, and it needs several entire scenes written, and it's missing a denouement... but then again, I also understand now, as I did not ten years ago, exactly how much rewriting and reconstructing is going to go into making that second draft work on a structural level.

In other words, it's as if my brain has accepted that a lot of this is just basting, and it's all going to have to be torn out when we finish the dress, so it's wasted effort to make it look too pretty at this stage.

Very, very interesting.

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Slapdah, or ...

just more comfortable with the basics which leads you to trust yourself when you write more?

Re: Slapdah, or ...

Um. More confident in my ability to fix the cosmetic stuff once the structural stuff is in place, instead of fussing endlessly with commas while the superstructure is leaking and catching fire and snapping down the middle?

Re: Slapdah, or ...

oh, yeah, that stuff. I haven't learned that part yet. I'm working on a rewrite before giving it to my first reader.
congrats on a solid work day!

I've been admiring the pb cover of All The Windwracked Stars at the store, nice and shiny.
It's really beautiful, isn't it?

I hope the customers agree....
In other words, it's as if my brain has accepted that a lot of this is just basting, and it's all going to have to be torn out when we finish the dress, so it's wasted effort to make it look too pretty at this stage.

That's good to hear. I get totally tripped up on trying to perfect as I go. I like the notion of a "butcher's draft," as if it is something that will need trimming and shaping to be, well, delicious, as opposed to edible or palatable. :-)

It sounds like you're making great progress!
Writing is rewriting?
Damn, woman! You are mighty.
When I grow up I want to be just like you.

The fact that I am considerably older than you are makes no inroads into that ambition whatsoever :)
"It's not the years. It's the mileage."

;-)

(What is it with me and Indy this week?)
Congrats on the draft!
New book! Hooray!
Er, novella. I will still read it and tell you how good it is.
In this case, a novella counts as a book...
Go you!

To continue the sewing metaphors, you've internalized your sloper pattern. Also, you needn't waste time marking the hem until the whole thing's hung overnight, in case it stretches some under its own weight.
I learned something today.
Also, while Noxema is a useful substance, it has negative value as lube. In case, you know, you hadn't guessed.
...never been... tempted... to try it...
Clearly, proof that you have good sense.

I had a friend in college who learned not to grope for containers in the dark that way. When asked is the smell wasn't a tip-off, the answer was "We were really stoned, OK?"

You'd think that would be bad enough but another friend knew someone else who made that mistake with Tiger Balm. The roommate was awakened by someone screaming "I'm freezing! I'm burning!"



*whimpers in horror*
Ahh. College.
I think there's a whole class of things labeled "Learning experiences you'd rather let other people have for you". Menthol-related experinces are right up there.
In other words, it's as if my brain has accepted that a lot of this is just basting, and it's all going to have to be torn out when we finish the dress, so it's wasted effort to make it look too pretty at this stage.

Great metaphor. I wish I could do this. It's so much easier to herd commas on a superficial level, because looking at the guts and bones of it is scary.