ok, i'm sticking with this writing theme for just a little longer, until i get distracted by reading comics or something at least.
and i had been asking what happens next.
when i first discovered the notion of NaNoWriMo, it was on a BBC Breakfast feature, with a couple of authors sat on the couch next to the hosts.
they talked about the lost opportunities of all those that had ever considered writing a novel, and i counted myself among them, and they talked of using these 30 days to just write anything, just to keep writing, and i did, and they talked about taking that first draft, and giving yourself a break from it, and returning to it in january to edit your first draft, create a second draft, possibly edit that later in the year, and so forth, until it if done.
yeah, ok, i guess it is.
but keep whittling away at it, time and time again? i have conceded to the idea that it will need editing, it was slapped together so hastily that, above all else, it does need a second look to eliminate all spelling and grammatical errors (unless they were intentional), but i've been giving more thought to this...
i may change my mind, but i'm unsure if my 'novel', my NaNovel if you wish, really needs 'editing'.
i think it may well go through a number of changes if it is called for, and some of it most certainly is a bit of a mess, but it is my mess, and maybe, just maybe, i'm a messy worker.
some of the thoughts that spilt forth from my mind, splashed across this novel, may have no real place in modern literature, but why should i let a little thing like that stop me.
this is not my money-maker, this is not my retirement fund, this was a writing exercise, thas was fun (sometimes), and rewarding. and i may even self-publish it.
but i like it the way it is.
my writing has always existed that way. almost like an impulse.
to be acted upon. and then that is it usually.
i read Roger McGough's autobiography a few years back, and was surprised to read that he writes poetry and revisits it and revises it accordingly, working on it until it is complete.
and i was shocked.
not once had i tried to write my poetry this way. i had never even considered it.
so i tried it. and i didn't really like it.
and last year i wrote my first ever 'short story'. in one sitting. and had no desire to change a thing.
perhaps i am foolish for considering my work finished.
or perhaps that is just my style.
perhaps i'll find out in january when i attempt to re-read my very first 'novel'.