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Sunday, October 25, 2009
My Writing Process: Act 4
Nothing snappy to say before the post. La-di-da.
How Sara Writes: A Play In Multiple Acts
ACT FOUR: Secondly, an Edit
Our protagonist, Sara, sits cross-legged before Big Red Desk, looking thoughtfully at PC.
Sara: *cracks knuckles* Draft One, done. And I daresay it ROCKS.
Fast-forward three hours to Sara, now sitting on the floor beside Big Red Desk with PC in her lap. Her thoughtfulness has been replaced with wide-eyed, frizzle-haired shock.
Sara: Who. Wrote. THAT? Not me. No. MY story was-- good. It was brilliant. It FLOWED. That-- that just-- that was-- no. Not me. Nope. There's been some mistake. Some terrible, invasion of the story snatchers mistake. Justice must be served! There's a kidnapped story somewhere out there, lonely and cold and needing to come back home to me--
Story: *singing* Sa-a-ra
Sara: *jumps and stares even wider-eyed at PC* Y-yes? Story?
Story: Don't abandon me, Sara. I'll be a good story. I promise. I just need some help, see? I don't know how to be a good story! I can barely walk on my own two MC's. And I can't even use my story threads to eat without spilling unresolved plots all over myself! Help me, Sara? Please?
Sara: *softening* Ah. Well, when you put it like that...
Sara leans over PC and begins typing.
Story: Thank you, Sara. You won't regret it.
The orchestra strikes up an ominous, dark tune that leaves the audience wondering if what Story said wasn't as jolly and positive as it may have sounded...
Once the first draft is done, I'm always under the misguided perception that it is awesome. Then I read it, freak out, and go into a holy-crap-what-did-I-DO coma. But once that passes (and it usually passes pretty quick) editing is my favorite part of the writing process. Patching up the loose ends. Tweaking the irkes. Beating down the bumps. I'm an undiagnosed OCD-er, so editing everything is like my heaven. It's basically cleaning in an already clean atmosphere; tidying up a black-and-white Word doc. We've already established my insanity, so this should come as no shock.