For six weeks I’ve been sitting on the finished first draft of a dystopian science fiction novel. I had a goal of finishing it by last New Year’s Eve, met the goal, and then set it aside. The idea was to take a break so that when I returned to it for rewrites, I’d be doing so with fresh eyes and renewed energy for the project.
And right now, I’m chomping at the bit for a return.
I’m not sure why, exactly. I have a lot of work to do on the second draft. A LOT of work. I’m talking “change the gender of one of the main characters” level of “lot of work.” Normally I’d find this borderline intimidating to the point of frustration. But not this time. This time I can’t wait to get started.
My initial plan was to start back on this project yesterday. Instead, for various reasons I won’t go into here, I’ve decided to put it off until March 15. Hopefully, the added time will be fruitful and productive. It has already (hence my lack of posts for the last few weeks).
But man oh man, I can’t wait to finish the next draft of that novel. The story excites me. The world excites me. I look forward to letting a few people read it so I can get some feedback and see if I’m on the right track. Hopefully — fingers crossed — my efforts will have resulted in something good.