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angelicakatebooks
angelicakatebooks

✨ Your first draft isn’t supposed to be perfect — it’s supposed to exist. ✨

Too many writers get stuck trying to polish every sentence before the story even has a heartbeat. But your first draft is the clay, not the sculpture. It’s messy, wild, and wonderfully imperfect — and that’s exactly how it should be.

Let the words flow. Let the story breathe. Perfection comes later — creation comes first. 🍂✍️

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vaginasore
vaginasore

“are you sad?”

what do i say?


a well is deep, shallow, and low

filled with water beneath the sun

push me down and i will die

drown in its hangerless grip

the gray stones will taunt with a climbers hold

and my fingers will reach out to touch

the water will fill me

like the gurgle of salt water on a sore throat

ill blubber with pleas and grasp my fingers fruitlessly

at the stupid climbers hold


and then ill forget

why im fighting at all

the water is warm

and the bricks are so tall

my legs know how to kick

so ill doggy paddle

floating

infinitely

floating


stupid fucking climbers hold

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slippingtimedownthethroat
slippingtimedownthethroat

Am I Beautiful?


I used to think I was a beautiful person

A shred of ego still intact on a smudge

My inner beauty would shine and I’d be light

To all the flowers and they’d light my tower


I didn’t feel the light

I didn’t feel the warmth

I’m not a beautiful person

My conversations are sludge

Boring and without the peaking

Of even a morsel of interest

I shatter my soul against

Shores of boring sentiment

Small talk pierces me

Like jagged rocks

I’m the waves and the disaster

My whimsical nature

Must have died seconds ago

I’m obviously empty now

They all know I’m hollow

The sick that no one follows

Another shot and another

Hiding like a shark

Pretending I won’t drown

In this sea of loathing

In this sea of social anxiety

Where every expression

Seems like an attack

I guess at least

I’m beautiful

To me

I shed it all

Off my back

Like a bad coat

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infinitesimalstarrlight
infinitesimalstarrlight

your rejection of me haunts

me defines

me upends

me


that my heart is broken

doesn’t matter to you because

you offer me no second chances


so i write & i watch bob’s burgers

instead of reaching out to you


bob’s burgers

prevents more heart break from the

silence i know you will

hurl at me if i reach out

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sunnyanddumb98
sunnyanddumb98

In the writing course I’m taking, I must take a month-long break between the first draft and the second. During that month, I’m supposed to read as much as I can and take notes, erasing my own book from my mind. The goal is to read so much that I forget my voice, allowing me to have fresh eyes for editing. This week, I’ll be reading Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín, an Irish author, and Strange Pilgrims by Gabriel García Márquez.

I’m not a fast reader, and as I’ve mentioned before, I have never read a book faster than it was written. Reading multiple books at a time helps, but I truly think I won’t have enough distraction to reset myself enough. I can’t read fast and probably only finish one new book this month. It is what it is. Thankfully and tragically, this is not a graded course, so I’m not going to fail any tests but my own—editing my book with fresh eyes.

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raechelgasparacwriting
raechelgasparacwriting

Well well well…

It has been a minute since we’ve seen each other, isn’t it? While i have not been posting for a few years I HAVE in fact been working in the background on launching my Fantasy Author Career.

What have I been doing all this time? Well, loosing a job first of all.

Hear me out, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was putting my job and that corporation first and it was not doing the…

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sarahswriting
sarahswriting

chapter six of project revelation is going well, hoping to finish it soon!


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richardbist
richardbist

Writing Fiction - The First Draft Dilemma

Writing Fiction - The First Draft Dilemma
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salmonandfox
salmonandfox

Start editing for character name/description reasons… find one glitch in world building and a few dozen spots where I can clean up the writing from being a bit over the top.

I’m guess it’s a good sign that this hasn’t made me want to just burn the whole document at this point.

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tctrojan
tctrojan

A Dark World Book 1 Update

My current Work in Progress is Dark World Book series, which is intended to be the first series of books. As you can imagine it is taking up a lot of time to write this book. But I am excited for the conclusion of the book. A Dark World’s first book is currently being written under the title of Franklyn’s Nightmare.

It is set in a dark world where human rights is given in a limited capacity to…


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tctrojan
tctrojan

FND # 4 - Affects of FND (Part 2)

FND: Functional Neurological Disorder or as it is known to a few within the medical profession and those suffering. Is as it says on the title a functional issue. An Issue with the brain where message or electrical impulses do not go to the required section of the brain. This mainly happens during times of stress.

Yesterday was one hell of a stressful day where my body refused to work right.…

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tctrojan
tctrojan

Thank you

Well Morning all, and again this is just a simple message to say hi and morning to you all. I would also like to take a few minutes to say thank you for all the likes and follows on this site. It does means a lot to me that you take the time to read and hopefully enjoy what I put on this site Whether you gain knowledge from some or all of my work, or imply enjoy the stories and poems I have…

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yukinovels
yukinovels

 "Overcoming Writer’s Block: A (Mostly) True Tale of Triumph, Tears, and Typing"

Writing a book is tough work, especially when you hit the dreaded writer’s block. I’ve been there more times than I care to admit - staring at a blank page, waiting for inspiration to strike, and ending up with nothing but a headache.

But recently, I had a breakthrough that helped me finally come up with a new chapter of my novel, without losing my mind in the process. It all started when I realised that I was putting too much pressure on myself to write the perfect first draft. I mean, come on, who am I kidding? Nobody writes a perfect first draft, except maybe Brandon Sanderson or Nicolas Sparks, if you know what I mean.

So I decided to give myself a break and just write without worrying about whether it was good or not. I mean, it couldn’t be worse than the last chapter of Game of Thrones, right? (Sorry, George R. R. Martin.) And you know what? It worked! My ideas became clearer and the words flowed more easily, and I finally wrote something digestible and satisfying.

So if you’re struggling with writer’s block, my advice is simple: don’t take yourself too seriously. Give yourself permission to write a crappy first draft, with the understanding that you can always go back and fix it later. And if all else fails, just take a break and binge-watch some Netflix or anime. It worked for me, and it could work for you too (just don’t blame me if you end up getting hooked on Wednesday or Attack on titan).

Writing a book is a tough journey, but it’s worth it in the end. Just remember to have fun along the way - after all, if you’re not enjoying the process, what’s the point?

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authormoniquerockliffe
authormoniquerockliffe

Hahahaha! #writers #humour #firstdraft #writing #epicfantasy #scifi #writer #author
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bu-oddities
bu-oddities

The initial sketch
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#lifedrawing#figuredrawing#sketch#firstsketch#firstdraft#lifedrawingpose#nudeart#nudefigure#nudefemme#pdxart#pdxartist#buartworks (at Portland, Oregon)
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bluenightfyre
bluenightfyre

Trying to keep a momentum of at least 100 words a day on my WIP. It’s… not working cause I keep skipping days, but I’ll get to a daily schedule eventually 😂
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#writing #writersofinstagram #writer #wip #firstdraft #handwrittendraft
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tctrojan
tctrojan

A Dark World - Part 11

GREEN BAY FACILITY

 At this time, I was so tired from being forced to stand up and beaten. When they came into the room I was unable to fight back. I could still hear the scream of my wife and sons cries when the sentence was passed down to me. My thoughts went to my son and wife as I wondered what was going on at home.

Once at the facility I was dragged out of the transport and through to…


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tctrojan
tctrojan

The Orphans - Part 3

The Orphans – Part 3

                          COPSEWOODS POV

                “Aiyana speaking. “She rubbed her check as she was not expecting a phone call but knew they would contact to help someone out of an unpleasant situation.

        “Hello, it is Henry. I am afraid to tell you that your great niece passed away and left two young children.” The man said as he knew they would always give the natural family a…


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tctrojan
tctrojan

Unbreakable Bond


The unbreakable bond between friends lasts all of time.

As the teenagers walked through the valleys and meadows of the countryside,they looked to everyone around them forming groups more and more to become stronger,as they looked to each other deep routed fear of the unknown, but the fight was on,to protect what was theirs, the lands around them and their families they felt a bond,like they had…


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throughscreendoors
throughscreendoors

from the top (9.20.22)

the day I named him ant he lived

and died in griffith park


my cat slept by the folded towels

vanished, at every point


a line, the curves implied

intelligence I remembered


lobbyists

for individuality (that lie)


the hard hike

enough to cry to

song I memorized


he digs his pads

in delicate turns

ass obscuring vision


always forced inside

your fist