I wrote my first novel over a two year period, much of it in long hand. When I finished it I felt a sense of satisfaction…..and dread. Was it any good? And, would I ever have an idea for another book?
Between a demanding teaching job, commuting by bicycle year-round, getting into long distance running, and the rest of life, like most people, many hours of my day were spoken for before I could sit down to write.
Okay, I got another idea and then another, and then another. Over a three-year period and I wrote three more books and revised and revised and revised.
Then, I came back to that first novel and I rewrote it. Why did I pick it back up? I guess I really loved the premise.
The story changed from a third person YA novel to a first person MG novel. And that’s the novel that took second place in the PNWA Annual Contest.
When I set my first novel aside I didn’t know that I’d come back to it three years later. I didn’t know I’d devote six months to a total rewrite that took the book through several more drafts.
During the process did I ever think I was wasting my time?
Yeah, that happened almost daily. And, where will the story go from here? I’m not sure….
Where is your first novel? Published? Under your bed? Still working on it? At rest in the little-visited catacombs of your hard drive? Have you considered revisiting it? How do you decide if something is worth rewriting as opposed to moving on to a new project?