But now the fun begins. Now that I've finished I can't help but dwell on how. . .flawed my rough draft is. It isn't vivid enough, the main character's voice changes throughout, there are problems with some of the plot twists, some of the major situations don't ever get resolved, the story does a complete change-of-direction about halfway through, the magic system isn't fully developed and it's hard to write about. . .I could go on for quite some time along this vein, but I think I've adequately illustrated my point. There are many, many problems.
It's strange that I'm getting so discouraged now that I've actually finished a manuscript.
Maybe it's because life is knocking on the door and it's gotten to the point that I have to make a choice to open the door and become a responsible human being or start living the life of a hobo while I try to perfect my manuscript to the point where it might be publishable.
On the positive side, the process of editing and perfecting is much easier than the writing of a story, so maybe I can get this done in a reasonable amount of time. . .a month is what I am hoping for, max. Of course, that's what I said about finishing the story, four months ago. I'm not very good at keeping to my timelines.
The funny thing is that I've been trying to step away from my story for a few days--it really should be months but I don't have time for that--so I can be more objective when I edit it, but I can't. I'm itching for something to do. I still feel like I need to be writing, so I've dragged out my original epic fantasy novel, to see if I can read through it and get it moving again.
Funny how life is, eh? I procrastinate and procrastinate, but now that I have the opportunity to do so without any guilt I can't.
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