Currently working on: Book 3 edits
Mood: Persnickety (Am I even spelling that right? I thought I was in editing mode?!)
When I’m writing, I’m a speed angel. Which, sadly, is the opposite of a speed demon. Yes, I write demons, but I write them slooooow.
Over the years, I have gotten somewhat faster. Well, actually, lots faster. It took me about, oh, five years to finish my first manuscript. In my defense, the story was really long and traversed several major landmasses and various time periods. (No, it wasn’t a time travel; it was just very, very confused.) Plus, I spent a lot of time describing the hero’s lovely eyes.
Here are a few tricks I learned that helped me write faster during the seven manuscripts that followed:
- No one cares how polished your first draft is, so feel free to write crap. You do have to polish later, but that’s later.
- If you keep writing past it, crap is often less crappy after it ferments awhile.
- Know what you are writing; you’ll get there quicker. Disclaimer: Pantsers (writers who say they like to be surprised by their writing as it happens) say they get bored if they know where they are going. I say, I challenge you pantsers to a duel. But I don’t have to worry about you ever showing up at the duel site because if I tell you where it is beforehand, you’ll go somewhere else.
The single most important trick I learned to writing faster was — and I realize this sounds stupidly obvious — holding myself accountable. Deadlines — whether externally or internally imposed — are like the salt in a recipe: Too much can make your blood pressure spike, but a pinch/dash/sprinkle gives the flavors a zing they’d otherwise be missing.
Knowing when I have to get something done, I can track my progress. I track in an Excel spreadsheet of daily word counts. “Over/Under” is the number of words I’ve written above or below my daily goal. As you can see by the red, I spend a lot of days behind because — as I mentioned — I’m a speed angel. But I aspire to speed demon-hood.
Sure, I’m not there yet. But I’ve shaved five years per books down to about five months. A definite improvement. Although you might have noticed the last comment in my spreadsheet: Sometimes I still don’t know where I’m going.
In Aesop’s fable of the tortoise and the hare, which character did you relate to? And do you think the tortoise would’ve been faster if he’d been wearing shorts instead of a shell?