Last night I totally finished the first draft of Triangle, my chick lit novel, at 105 thousand words*! That’s exciting and scary. Scary mostly because I can already sense the massive, 15-year-old-writer rewrites I’m going to have to do. Even me – this age me – has written some rubbish stuff. Of course I have! The pacing in the last ten chapters (written within two weeks) is bizarre and terribly terrible.
But it’s exciting nevertheless. Especially since I set myself a deadline of 13th May (my 18th birthday) and finished with beyond a month to that.
My baby has grown up! It’s still as cheesy as it was, with the same tasteless jokes and references that even my co-writer didn’t get when she was writing with me.
Well, some things won’t change. But at least I can say I’m happy with the first draft.
red star= North Redshire
yellow star= Lansdale
blue star= Swinford
green star= Oxcote*
(*Yeah, I realise it lies in the same place as the actual Oxford, but I’ll keep the fictional name for now)
Landrea forever! Peace out. Alex 🙂
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*If you’re following numbers, that makes Triangle my sixth completed manuscript (and my biggest), though two err on the side of novella until I will get around to editing them.