Oh look, a writing post for the first time in eons. Isn’t this a surprise?
Well, my draft for my graphic novel is crawling along, and I’m finally approaching the final climax. I skipped ahead today to write out an epilogue I’ve been going back and forth on in my head. It is kind of a “what a twist” ending, which I’m not really sure that I want, and it takes the story down a much more cynical and dark path than it was on, and it was already fairly dark to begin with.
Aside from only having, when I’m lucky, about 30 minutes a day to write fiction or poetry, I also have a tendency to have to force myself to step back from the story and just let things come out. But it’s difficult for me. It’s not that I’m self-editing myself but that my brain is truly crafting sentences and phrases as they come. I can’t just “get it down and fix it later”. Which slows my productivity, but it gives me a first draft that is probably like some authors’ fourth or fifth, as far as edits and typos go. So maybe it balances out? I don’t know.
Again, it’s one of those situations where I think each writer has to find what works best for them. As long as you are moving forward in some way, even if it feels like crawling, eventually you will have a finished manuscript. And maybe it needs only two rounds of editing before publishing and maybe it needs twenty. And maybe you finished it in a month or maybe it takes you ten years. The important thing is that you have something to say, and eventually you say it in the best way that you can.
But then again, I’m probably overthinking all of that, too.