Back in the Writing Saddle Again

Today I wrote 1,717 words. I completed chapters 1 and 2 of my second draft of the book I'm writing about my divorce. It's been in the works for a while, always getting pushed aside when life gets in the way.

Well now it's been given top-priority status. The first draft was finished over the summer of 2016. As with all first drafts, this one stunk even by landfill parameters. It was my story told blandly, without any voice. But you know what? I finished it, chapters and all. 

I started on the second draft in October 2016. I expanded on the boring story, adding descriptions and dialogue in the right places. It's still not fabulous, but I can see my voice in it now and that's what was missing from the first draft.

You'll be surprised to know that "the story of my divorce" is not a hate-filled rant about a cheating ex. In fact, he plays very little in the narrative and nothing at all since then.

But back to today. 1,717 words in five hours isn't great, but it isn't horrible either. Given the fact that I was revisiting the worst part of my life, I think I was pretty damn productive. Onward.