How many words do I waste when writing? A lot. Simple as that.
I’ve been writing and rewriting and finding things quite tough these past few days. I know what I want to say, I know how the characters should act, but getting the scenes just right is proving difficult.
Yes, having a stomach bug at the same time as everyone else in the house has made life significantly harder than it should be, but I need to get used to that. This book ain’t gonna write itself!
So what’s been such a problem? It’s the character interaction within the scenes. I could say so much, but it’s knowing what not to say, that’s important. I write a lovely moment between characters, then delete it, because it says too much. Like I say, wasted words.
But then there’s a poster on my living room wall that says ‘Make do and mend’. This is one of those great Second World War statements, that while working for daily living, doesn’t quite add up for writing a novel. Instead, I like to think that for writing, there’s an added comma between the ‘Make’ and the ‘do’.
I’m forever mending the scenes, patching sentences, tidying up words. It’s the lovely time of graft – that 99% perspiration they all talk about. I’m satisfied that this book isn’t the easy one a writer always dreams of, but I’m surprised by how hard I’m making it for myself.
At least I get to step away and draw the characters. That helps.