This morning I finished typing in my first draft of my
newest novel, tentatively called
HopeWell. (I
hand-write all my first drafts.) Here’s the results:
HopeWell was 280 handwritten pages long, penned in four
colors of ink: black, red, green and purple. No, there was no particular
significance to the colors. I wrote with whatever was handy,
occasionally changing colors intentionally to shake things up.
Those 280 pages translated into 243 computer pages, 36
chapters, and 62,600 words—with dozens of notations indicating additional
scenes to write during revisions. (My
current target is somewhere around 90,000 words.)
I started HopeWell on
April 3, 2013. This means that it has taken me just under four years to
complete this first draft. That is an unusually long time, even for me.
However, I originally started HopeWell as a
“sandbox” story—something to just play with between other projects. So at the
beginning, writing was very sporadic. About two-thirds of the story was written
between April and December of 2016—just nine months.
HopeWell is the
first novel I have written “blind,” that is, with no idea where the story was
going. In fact, the first line of Hopewell reads
“Novella #1,” reflecting my original intention to write the story as four,
closely interconnect dystopian novellas. That intention went out the window
somewhere around chapter 9. Not only is it no longer a novella collection, I'm pretty sure it doesn’t classify as dystopian either.
HopeWell is
also my first attempt at an omniscient narrator, which is one of those crazy
things you are never supposed to do as a contemporary author, so of course I
had try.
Finally, this draft was only made possible through the support of dozens of family members, friends, and pesky critique partners, many of whom seem to think that if I showed them one chapter, the whole novel must be written!
And that sums up the first draft. Now on to revisions...
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