I finished the first draft of my novel last year and I took ample time in between finishing it and starting to edit it.
I know they recommend taking a short break for perspective anyway, but it was more of a block for me.
I printed it out, all 200 A4 pages of it. And started reading. Reading and annotating.
Before I knew it four months had gone by with very little progress.
But every time I picked it up to start working on it, I’d…have a nap.
I found myself procrastinating and just prioritising every thing else.
It just seemed so…big. Every time I tried to get my brain to focus it was just over whelmed by the whole idea of editing a book! I mean, it’s a book.
Then of course the more I put it off the more guilty I felt. I felt like I was letting myself down. I’d worked so hard to finish that first draft yet nothing will come of it if I don’t re-work it again, and again.
Then one day I looked at it, the first page and just thought, Chapter one: Page one. Edit Page One. Do it.
And I did. I forgot about the rest of it. The 15 other Chapters would come later. Right now I just need to focus on this page, this chapter.
And it worked. I’m not quite done yet, but I’m getting close to finishing my second draft.
Yes. There will be a third, probably a fourth, potentially a fifth, before I’m close to being happy with it. But that’s okay.
It’s just one page at a time.