I’m in the middle of revising a story that I wrote last fall. It has great bones and I enjoyed writing the first draft. With the exception of a few character sketches and a great round of notes/suggestions curated by The Roommate during dinner, I completely pantsed it.
I’m not sure if you can tell by reading it but I can certainly tell by revising it. Not that spur-of-the-moment writing is a bad thing (says the future President of the Pantsing Club), but I can see where just a bit more of an outline (or having one at all) might have helped it not go off the rails in some sections.
So while I try to avoid a writing disaster of cataclysmic proportions and work on toning down my flair for the dramatic, I’m turning to anything I can to get me through it:
Reminds me of teenage Saturday nights and couple skates
My awesome book stats from Goodreads
I’ve read 14,233 pages this year. I don’t have nearly that many to revise.
The two I live with are pretty boring right now. Thank goodness for the interwebs.
All praises be to the Netflix gods for streaming this.
Now back to work…