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Finished – for now

I wrote two very special words today:

The End

At  1:30pm BST I completed the third draft of my book and for a few moments I sat in front of the screen, those two words glowing in front of me, giggling like a child. It has taken much longer to reach this point than first thought. Writing the first draft had been a joy, the culmination of a lifetimes worth of pent up creativity. Editing it wasn’t. It was only after having read it through for the first time that I realised just how shitty* it was and how much work I had to do. During the following months I felt like one of those victorian flower collectors, hacking through a dead wood jungle before glimpsing the odd hidden gem. Darlings were slaughtered as I discarded over 18,000 words and re-wrote the majority of the rest. I played around with the structure of the story and sharpened the dialogue until I metaphorically cut my fingers as I typed.

The third draft was more fun. I was able to enjoy the book, smoothing out rough edges and adding touches as I followed each character’s individual story arc. While honing the third draft, I realised how similar my writing process was to an old art program I sometimes watched as a child in the late 1970’s. The artist was an old man with a beard, who always painted with a palette knife, which seemed rather odd to me at the time. If his style was unique, so was his colour scheme; his paintings were made up by browns of all hue with the odd touch of black or white for contrast. At first, he would slap on the background, smearing oils across canvass with broad sweeps of his blade. Then, he would block in his main subjects: the outline of a house or (as was usually painted according to my memories) a horse. Finally, he would gently touch in the detail, picking out highlights with knife’s tip; the glint of an eye or shadow under fetlock. This is how I see my writing process (though hopefully with a broader spectrum of colours and a less equine theme). Some people start small and get broader as time goes on. I’m the reverse and for the past few weeks I’ve enjoyed adding those small touches.

So the book has been (or in some cases will be shortly) sent to my test readers for first feedback. It is the first time anybody other than myself has seen what I’ve written, but should hopefully reassure my wife that I’ve not been sitting in the office typing “all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” I’m both nervous and excited, because even though I’ve written a book, within the next few weeks I should get an indication as to whether I can actually write.

*Thank you Anne Lamott for this phrase, it helped a lot.


Back in the saddle

For those people that know me well, the title of this blog will be very funny, but I mean it in the metaphorical sense. I need to start with a few apologies. To those of you that kindly agreed to follow this blog, with the expectation of receiving regular progress updates, I’m sorry. Many apologies too for those that have left comments since mid December. My performance has been a little lax, to say the least, but I believe I’m up to date. I do, however, have an excuse. I have been following the advice of Stephen King and letting my first draft rest, a period that happily coincide with the Christmas and New Year festivities and less happily with a bout of the lurgy which swept through the family. So I haven’t had much to report up until now, and as this blog is all about my journey, let’s just call this a planned detour.

That’s not to say I’ve not been doing anything. I’ve been doing further research on genetics (thanks Daneel), making notes on my second book, and reading, reading and more reading. As the title says, though, I’m back writing again, having started the first part of the editing process. For those who aren’t au fait with this stage of the writing process, what is meant to happen is that I read through my manuscript, taking out all the unnecessary text, tightening up the story, tailoring the pacing and fine tuning the wordsmithery, along with correcting the many grammatical and spelling mistakes. As it happens, I’m doing none of the above. Yet. At the moment I’m correcting the first half of the manuscript so that it matches where I got to in the second half, following all the ideas and changes that came to me whilst writing the first draft.

Last week I started to write out a character that appeared in the first few chapters of the book, his activity being added to another character, hopefully giving them more depth. This is not as straight forward as it sounds. I’m not able to simply change the dialogue and actions from “Jim says” to “Bob says,” as the character from whose viewpoint I’m writing liked the first character but dislikes the second. This has led me to rewrite some passages, take out others and most interestingly inverting some dialogue which works much better than the passage as it was originally written.
I’m also planting seeds of social unrest that come to the fore in the final third. This is a lot of fun, because it allows you to write about seemingly innocent activity which will have enormous consequences later on. It’s made me wonder weather I should write my next book starting at the end and working backwards!

I hope everybody who reads this had a wonderful Christmas and New Year period and I look forward to catching up with you all soon.

First draft complete!

For the first time in my life I can say that after many weeks and 99,190 words, I’ve written a book. I’m now an author. It has a nice ring to it, author, a certain gravitas. I may even add it to my various social media profiles. Now I’m not for a moment suggesting that I’m a good author, yet, and certainly not a published author, yet, but I’m an author.

As for the book, it’s not very good, not at the moment. Characters come and go, terrible scenes of violence occur in the latter 3rd for no apparent reason, and on a few occasions the laws of relativity have been unintentionally shattered; but the first draft of my book is now finished, the first milestone had been achieved. I am ecstatic and relieved in equal measure. I can’t wait to read it.

So what have I learnt from the process?

  • I’ve learnt that I have both the aptitude and the desire to write, two things which definitely weren’t clear when I started down this path. In fact I don’t just have the desire to write, I have a hunger to write. Now that I’ve started, I’ll never stop.
  • I know that characters are like two year olds: you can’t make them do things they don’t want to do. They just wriggle and squirm, squeal in frustration, even lay kicking and screaming on the floor until they get their own way.
  • I know that there is an awful lot of work still to do before I can turn this large, sprawling collection of words into a tight, compelling story, but I’m looking forward to this part the most. Editing and shaping my own or other peoples work is what I’ve been doing most of my professional life.
  • I know that no matter how much you believe you have planned, you haven’t planned enough, but that’s OK. Some of the (fairly fundamental) changes I’ve made while writing I don’t believe I would ever have planned out. At the same time, I don’t believe I would have got this far if I didn’t have a strong outline of each scene, even if some ended getting discarded or re-written.
  • I have also finally found out what the book is really about. It revealed itself to me right at the end. I thought I knew earlier, but I was wrong. For those of you who I confided in, I’m sorry, I lied, but it wasn’t deliberate. Now I just need to make sure to tease out the theme through the whole book during the editing and rewrite process.

So, now for a break. By break, I mean not sitting and writing, not editing, not shaping, at least for the moment. The one thing I have learnt is that you should let a first draft rest for a while. I’ll still be working on the book, though; I have a few timelines to rework, plan out the development of dissatisfaction through to full-blown civil unrest; question a geneticist friend on how to speed up gestation, as well as develop a number of advertising slogans for a fictional product that could change the world. Lots to do.

I had best get started.