I feel like I should celebrate….this is the worst first draft I’ve ever written! In fact, it is so bad that I declared it “done” at 42,000 words, even though I didn’t actually write the final scene. I actually CAN’T write the final scene just yet. By writing a draft this quickly (without allowing myself to go back and revise and/or to analyze what I’m doing every step of the way), some things have come up in this story that I didn’t expect…which means I need a different ending than I’d been planning on (I hope my editor is going to be okay with this…this is NOT what my proposal said)…and now I need to do some research and see how a situation like this really would play out. Which means yet another trip to the police station. (This will be the third book I’ve written that’s required a visit to the police station.)
FINALLY I get to reread what I’ve written!!! And I can rewrite to my heart’s content!!!!