A few people...well, one person asked if I was going to publish my novel The Traitor's Tale. I don't know, since I'm a fairly amateur writer/author, I don't think that a publishing company would publish my novel, I try not to brag, so sometimes I understate things, my novel is okay, but it's not amazing. I wrote it in 107 days exactly so I'll tell you the story of my novel, the first ten days I wrote and finished the first draft. But the first draft was nowhere from complete. After a while I started in on my second draft, well, actually my first draft if you call the first draft the rough draft. Anyway, I was slowly beginning to be bogged down by the amount of writing I was doing, I seriously mean about 3 to 5 hours a day. Yeah, I really like to write, but I was doing it to fast. Now I realize if I slowed down and put more thought into each sentence, then it would be a LOT better. So at the moment of finishing the rough draft it was only about eighty pages, not quite a novel, I forget the exact word count but it wasn't the 40,000 that signals the beginning of a new born novel.
About my third draft I really was slowing down. A lot of days I didn't even write at all. So the progress was really bad. But eventually I finished the third draft and was into my last draft, the ominous, the terrifying, the FOURTH DRAFT!
The first while of the fourth draft was just as slow as before. I had read it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and...well, you get the point. And I hadn't just read it, I thought about it for hours, I wrote it, and then I read, and read it, and read it. Now that it's done, I see I shouldn't have rushed myself, but I'm not going to write a fifth draft, why? My novel would have to be completely rewritten to make it better. But still, I am proud of my work!
So yeah, I'm going to wait a while, but I may or I may not publish it, I you'll have to see, meanwhile, I'll still write and post things up here. There's been a short story I've been working on. It's called, Second Chance. It's about A grandfather and his Grandson that live up in the Alps, and in the Alps, there is a war, not of death, but a strife between a Grandfather and his Grandson.
About my third draft I really was slowing down. A lot of days I didn't even write at all. So the progress was really bad. But eventually I finished the third draft and was into my last draft, the ominous, the terrifying, the FOURTH DRAFT!
The first while of the fourth draft was just as slow as before. I had read it over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and...well, you get the point. And I hadn't just read it, I thought about it for hours, I wrote it, and then I read, and read it, and read it. Now that it's done, I see I shouldn't have rushed myself, but I'm not going to write a fifth draft, why? My novel would have to be completely rewritten to make it better. But still, I am proud of my work!
So yeah, I'm going to wait a while, but I may or I may not publish it, I you'll have to see, meanwhile, I'll still write and post things up here. There's been a short story I've been working on. It's called, Second Chance. It's about A grandfather and his Grandson that live up in the Alps, and in the Alps, there is a war, not of death, but a strife between a Grandfather and his Grandson.
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