Let’s admit it, first drafts are almost always where the love lies. You’ve taken a seed of an idea and you ran with it as fast as you could and as if your life depended on it. We’ve all been there, right?
Sure, of
course we have.
Then we’re
faced with the dreaded editing process. I’ll be the first to admit I’ve never
liked pulling out the red pen. It’s a surgical process I invariably weep an
internal tear over. But it also has a very valid place in the world. And as
much as we may hate to do it, we have to.
We have to
because without it we’d more than likely still be treading the same waters we immersed
ourselves in the moment the seed of an idea first came to us. We wouldn’t see
the (unplanned) flaws in our characters or the stale pacing. More; we probably
wouldn’t even see the structural problems stopping the story we want to tell
becoming something more than just a first
draft idea.
Stephen King
once said “write for yourself, and then worry about the audience.”
“When you write a story, you’re telling
yourself the story. When you rewrite, your main job is taking out all the
things that are not the story.”
-
Stephen
King
That pretty
much sums it up for me.
The first
draft is always for you, it’s the story you wanted to tell from the start. The
second draft (the first revision in my case) is where you start to think about
the audience and pick over what works, who’s needed, and what doesn’t.
This
happened recently for me while I was editing Season of the wolf. The idea was
there and I had the story I wanted to write down and on paper. And as far as I
was concerned the whole thing worked. I had everything I wanted to say wrapped
up in 50,000 words.
Then, after
a three month gap, I came to the editing table. I didn’t see the problems at
first, but I could tell there was something, somewhere, that made it fall short
of what I imagined it would read like. I was devastated.
I have since
pulled out the red pen on three more occasions since and made the whole thing a
much tighter story. The downside of course (at least for me) is the culling of various
characters I since realized I didn’t need. And do you know what? It was for the
best. I killed my darlings and I, along with the story, survived.
Not that the
casual reader would ever know once it’s finished, of course. And that’s the
point. We may dread the red pen, we may dread the inevitable cull which happens
therein, but providing we do the job right the pay-off will be worth it.

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