It’s one of those bright,
sunshiny days, a day where possibility abounds. Writing, I’m seated in the
Plaza Premium Lounge in Terminal 1 at Toronto Pearson International Airport. The
view is of the tarmac, and I’m watching the planes take off and land, and taxi
to and from their gates. I’m in-between flights, heading to Halifax in about an
hour.
Lately, my travel companion has
been my novel. Actually, we’ve been together daily (or almost daily when my day
job hasn’t “interfered”) for the past six or seven weeks as I undertook the
revision process. This time I did things a little differently. Before undertaking
this last rewrite, I read (devoured) James Scott Bell’s Revision and Self-Editing for Publication. With the knowledge and
tools from Bell’s book, I set out to revise the manuscript. I saw the writing
in a new way, and I was horrified. How many times, in the first ten pages, had I
broken the rules around point of view? Too many. I was head hopping all over
the place. Was my lead someone readers could get behind, root for? I thought
so, even though it seemed like my lead may not be the typical “hero” but
perhaps more the anti-hero. Was there too much exposition and not enough
action? In the opening chapter, definitely! And that needed fixing. I could see
the words and phrases I tended to overuse. “Oh, God,” I thought as my heart
sank, daunted by the task ahead.
Once the panic had ebbed, I drew
in a deep breath and got to work.
Throughout this process, I learned
a lot about myself and my writing. About myself, I learned (or maybe it was
confirmation) that I’m not afraid of hard work. I know all too well that a
writing career develops one step at a time, one day at a time. Not overnight. I
showed up to do the necessary work, to not let panic and doubt derail me. Sometimes
the writing was sloppy, even uphill. Other times the writing held up well,
moved along steadily. Regardless of how the writing felt, I kept on keeping on.
About my writing, I learned that I
wasn’t afraid to be ruthless. Looking at the story as a whole, there were
scenes that didn’t work, or didn’t work well. I wasn’t afraid to cut them or do
a from-the-top rewrite. Would readers bond with my lead and want to follow him
through a whole novel? Yes. At the end, will readers feel the way I want them
to? Yes. Is there conflict or tension in the dialogue, even between allies? Yes.
Do I feel good about the writing, the characters, the overall story? Yes.
I overcame the panic and doubt at
the beginning of this process to produce a manuscript that I’m proud of and
that I’m excited about. I’m going to let the manuscript rest for a little bit
before undertaking the “polish.” Like watching the planes touchdown on the
tarmac at the airport, I feel like I’ve landed. I’ve almost reached my
destination and that leaves me a little scared. I’m already asking myself, “What’s
next?” That has me feeling disoriented because I’ve been bunkered down so long
with this project that I feel like I’ve withdrawn. I have to now ease back into
life, reconnect with friends and family, do some of the other things I love to
do. Do I have the courage to, one more time, begin again?
Yes, with time, I will … begin
again. But, just for today, I will let myself rest. I’ve earned that. Then, one
step at a time, one page at a time, I will go where this creative journey leads
me.
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