I don’t want to ruin it, and in my present mindset I’m
pretty close to doing that.
Part of my problem is that I refuse to outline. I refuse to
plan for the future, aside from some vague end goal – the animals are not going
to save the farms, but at least some of them will find peace, one will find
redemption, and a few of them will find, well, we’ll have to see. I also refuse
to outline. When I start a chapter, I have no idea where it’s going to end up.
I kind of like that, it gives my writing an organic feel. But it’s hell for
finishing anything.
I have a PDF of the draft on my Kindle right now. As I read
it going to and from work, I can tell it’s rough. I have achieved enough
distance from the beginning of the book at least to see where my style needs
some polish, and where my style needs to be flushed down the toilet. That’s a
good sign. I am also seeing some stuff that is absolute gold. That’s a better
sign.
Yes, I've said this before. But I broke that promise and started writing again. What came out was just awful. So I need some distance before the rot pervades the entire story. It's not going on hold for long, however. Maybe a few weeks, long enough for me to get to that break between semesters when I've got a few weeks off of teaching. Then I'll hit it again. May also hit it hard this weekend. We'll see.
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