The Big Rewrite or My Self-Imposed Exile
It’s Friday! And it’s been a month since I’ve done a Friday post or any type of post at that. I began the big rewrite of my rough draft a month ago and it has completely taken over. The time I would devote to social media or writing a blog post, I’ve spent working on the rewrite instead. And I find that I’m okay with that. I enjoy the Twitter writing games but they aren’t as important as finishing the rewrite. I do miss the interaction with other people but there’s always time for that later.
I’ve been withdrawing more and more in the afternoons and evenings to work on the rewrite. This is on top of spending the whole day working on it. The end is so close, I can see it and the momentum of the writing has been speeding up to the point that it is hard to stop. Even when I’m not writing all I can think about it writing. I’ve found it hard to do the necessities in the evening that having a family requires. Unlike Twitter, Instagram and my blog, I can’t just exile myself from my family. The Engineer and kids might have something to say about that. I’m working on a balance between seclusion to work and being a part of a functioning family unit.
On to the accountability part of the Friday post:
Er, Yes, I have been writing. A lot. A whole lot. Like, every day. It’s hard to show with word count – this isn’t the writing of a rough draft but a rewrite of what I already had. Now, I can say that the book is approximately, 10k words longer than the rough draft was at the same point in the plot. This is a result of adding to already written chapters and adding new chapters to fix points of the plot. 10k words are a lot of words but the rough draft was already pretty light on words.
At the rate I’m going, the rewrite will be done next week. Then I will jump and shimmy and cheer for a bit. Then the next exciting part: More revision!