today...no clients...no visits to be made...no children to watch...dog is being walked by someone else...nobody coming for dinner...it is the opposite of a Fat Saturday and just as needed.
Spare Thursday's Plan
Today, dear readers, I'm going in. I'm diving into the manuscript - the one on my computer though some say 'no, no - use a hard copy' but I can't. I need to make changes on the computer. It is the way my brain is wired and has been since grade nine typing class. Oh don't get me wrong. I keep long-hand journals and I have a book full of notes for this wip BUT it isn't real to me until I go into the computer. Here's what I'll do. I'll load up my most recent version of True then I'll save it with another name -probably Extreme Radical True then I'll go in and start moving stuff around - taking stuff out and so on. I'll do some of it out of order and some of it in order. For instance, I'm getting rid of a minor character - making one sister do for two. This means going through the whole thing to find her where ever she hides and get her out. I'm changing something in the middle that heightens the tension for the end - I need to do all the proper set-up for that all through the manuscript. I need to be OK with this and not freak out and get overwhelmed. That is why I have written three synopsis and fine-tuned the story so I have something to follow - a map, a blue-print.
There are two of me when it comes to writing.
The first me is the intuitive, hippy, laid-back, anything goes me. Let's call her La Banan. She writes the first draft - laying it down as it comes to her. No plan, no outline, as if she is dreaming and definitely not knowing what monster is behind what door. She looks like this -
The second me is the me that revises and edits. She is persnickety, anxious, orderly and loves systems. She looks at hippy chick's manuscript and cringes. Where the hell is the plot-line in this, she asks? Who is this person - they show up in chapter 3, don't do anything and disappear without a trace in chapter 7? Do you have any idea that all your main characters names sound the same? What are you, Russian? Let's call her Cloaca Birdwhistle. She is in the ascendant now and she looks like this -
and yes, for you smarties in the crowd - this is Jane Hathaway from the Beverly Hillbillies.
and she is insisting I get to work PRONTO...
later lovely readers.
oh do you have more than one ego state at work on your manuscripts? Do tell...