#seconddraft

[lennoxlorian]

I might have to cut the BIG IDEA from my story…

So I’ve been working on my second draft (or trying to anyway). I’ve finished the revisions AGES ago but can’t find myself getting past chapter one. I seriously thought going into the next draft would be easier because I’d have more knowledge of exactly where my story would need to go.

But I find myself at this crazy impasse regarding the main plot of my story and what made me want to write this story as it is what drives the entirety of the story! To explain how dire this is: Every. Single. Aspect. Revolves around it.

And now, with my notes and starting to rewrite with new developments… I’m having a very difficult time trying to make it fit where it really needs to fit or nothing else makes sense.

I really don’t want to have to cut it because it’s EVERYTHING!

And I know the whole “Kill Your Darlings” quote is hanging over my head as I type this but…

I just needed to get this out into the ether because it’s really putting a halt to my writing process and I don’t want to skip around have to come back to it.

*sigh*

[bardinthecorner]

COMPLETE

Second draft finished, it came in at a 1000 words longer than the first draft. Am now really taking a break, enjoying a celebratory dram and beer then watching some anime.

Then its onto trying to see if anyone will publish it.

[littlelonelymusic]

✨Tonight!!✨I’m pleased as punch to be the musical guest for cold read series @seconddraftla ✍🏼✍🏼✍🏼@artshare_la Scripts! Music! Community! Doors 7:30. Show starts 8:30 sharp w no late entry, come thru! #tonightinla #unplugged #littlelonely #singer #songwriter #coldread #scripts #seconddraft #artsharela #dtla (at Art Share L.A.) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj1RD0bPTh1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hearthandhomemagick]

The Key - Rough Draft & Down for Critiques on Whether You Enjoy it?

Minerva laid on the floor of the forest, blinking the dirt from her eyelashes, a throbbing pain coursing through her head and abdomen as she coughed red into the ground. She was freezing, but couldn't tell if her shivering was from the Fall air, or the amount of blood she had lost.

With hazy vision, one eye swollen shut, she looked up at the tall, dark figure lingering in the tree line. She attempted pulling herself onto her hands and knees, her muscles aching with pain, joints groaning against the effort. She mustered the strength to push herself back into an upright position before brushing her matted, dark hair from her face.

"Where is The Key, Minerva." The silky voice seemed to surround her senses, accompanied by the familiar, enticing Cedarwood Cologne. It all felt soft, delicate to her, even. But demanding and disheartening all the same. Fear started settling into her bones as she lifted her head once again to stare at the figure.

I have to get up, she thought to herself, panicked hands attempting to lift her body before buckling beneath her weight and forcing her back down.

"Minerva," the voice sang, "I could take this pain away, Darling. I could make this easier for you."

Minerva, felt a massive tinge of pain in her chest. Every small amount of air she was able to muster seemed to disappear half-way to her lungs, leaving her wheezing. The action of breathing alone was not only becoming difficult, but agonizing.

"You won't survive this otherwise, Minerva." Suddenly, the voice was directly in front of her, along with a pair of black, leather dress-shoes, "And to be deeply honest with you...I'd love to keep you around." He then bent over and grabbed her chin between his thumb and pointer finger.

Though blurry, she could just make out the curving Hemberge Blade gripped tightly in his right hand, shimmering beneath the Full Moon. It was dripping with blood.

My Blood. She thought.

She finally looked down at the hole in her chest, pressing her fingers to the area as if to clarify its reality. She hissed with regret, and let out a chuckle. She would die tonight, and at this point she could only accept it.

"Like I could ever be so fickle...." she gasped for air, "you'll never find it." with that, she mustered up the strength to spit a wad of mucus and blood onto his leather shoes.

She lifted her head to glare up at him with pride. Their eyes met for second, his face vacant of any emotion.

The man shook his head, still bent at the knee before her. "So tragic." He mumbled, before pressing the tip of the blade above her heart. In one swift movement, he pressed his moved his hand to her shoulder and pushed the sword into her. He held no emotion here, as he witnessed Minerva's life leave her lips in a final whispered prayer,

"Mors tua fata tuum signet,

nam sera iam es.

I will be welcomed Home with loving arms,

And The Key will never be yours."

She suddenly began feeling numb, vision going dark and her mind starting to feel extremely weak.

She slumped back, body going completely limp. He scoffed and pulled his sword back.

Her prophesy meant nothing to him. Though he knew killing her wasn't wise, he couldn't be bothered wasting time on torment. Torment was pleasurable, indulgent even. This? A mercy killing.

The man swiped blood from his blade with two fingertips, tracing two vertical lines down her eyes, then her wrists. He leaned down to get a better look at her.

She was a beautiful woman, truly. One of God's finest. Lifeless green eyes with long eyelashes. High cheek bones and short, curly, deep brown hair that contrasted her tanned skin. He never wanted to hurt her, he could have given her the World. Would have, easily.

But she never wanted the World. Her job was to protect The Key, and to keep it hidden. The Key he was never meant to possess. The Key that taunted him daily.

The Key to his freedom.

She became collateral damage. He wished she would have bent, even just a little for him. He caressed her soft chin once more, and placed a gentle kiss to her cold forehead.

"May you rest peacefully. You no longer have to fight this war."

He stood tall, and took one last look at the corpse before him. He turned to the dark woods behind him, lifting his arms into the air, letting the feeling of dissipation flow through his limbs.

A sudden fog began devouring the trees before him. It wasn't long before the only thing left to see were the long, slender beings starting to emerge slowly and lucidly from behind the trees, steam floating off of their shadowed bodies as they trudged to his direction. He glared at them, one by one, taking in the deep red eyes before commanding them,

"Take her body and leave it somewhere to be found easily. Be kind with her, but make sure it looks more of an accident." He took out the silk Handkerchief from his breast pocket and wiped his hands with it, "She's quite the mess, so you have a complicated job to accomplish."

The creatures moaned in unison, "Yes sir." and snaked passed the man towards Minerva. He didn't look back to watch, but adjusted his cuff-links and collar before taking a take breath in, and striding back into the trees.

He was getting closer.

[authortinab-blog]

i’m insane. ✍️😥 #amwriting #handwriting #seconddraft (at Spanaway, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDcmIvKgFrZ/?igshid=1hfgiaw2pbg7v

[lcclements]

Writing Vlog Week 10 & 11

I wish that was my iMac...I have been through many ups and down concerning the Coronovirus and rewriting my first draft. I'm currently working on the 2nd draft of my NaNoWriMo story, with varying levels of anxiety.

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[superlaurenblogs]

This afternoon's #writing setup. #TheCollab #seconddraft may finally be done soon! . . #playwright #playwrightlife #rewrite #writingisrewriting #park #trees #nearlythere https://www.instagram.com/p/B0yMpItAwRe/?igshid=yudc3gdv1k65

[wesillyrabbit]

Try a little bit every day

I didn’t sleep well yesterday night. I think it is because I’ve slept too much during this CNY holiday. So I decided to have an early wake and make myself as tired as possible to get in bed tonight. Gosh...I’ve to work 9-12 on coming Friday. Well, I did a lot of cool stuffs this morning. Washed the clothes, bought some food from the market and even did some paper work and telephone calls for my company. Yeah, I will call my school a company as I am not the one who study there. I work there. Haha. I am impressed. Yesterday midnight, someone asked me out for an afternoon tea as we haven’t seen each other for such a long period of time. But he blew me off at the end. I was disappointed. >< Anyway, try a little bit every day right? So I stepped out my house and took the tram to Tai Hang to continue my afternoon tea plan. It was such a lovely place to visit. I texted Mike whether he would consider this area as our moving option. Seems like we are on the same page. We both like this place very much. Maybe we should take a look. I had some fries and a cup of Earl Grey tea in Second Draft. Finally, I walked back home all the way from Tai Hang. It was a lovely experience. At least, I have done the afternoon tea part without missing everything. lol. 

[stankoniajones]

This superman sketch is poor, but by comparison to the full drawing of the Big Blue Boy Scout that was attempted before it this is leaps and bounds better. It just goes to show: first draft is the worst draft. #superman #dccomics #art #drawing #drawingwhileblack #comics #sketch #ink #ballpointpen #instaart #instaartist #artoninstagram #bigblueboyscout #supes #icon #seconddraft

[ronbeekiiiart]

Second draft. #comics #comicbooks #comicbookwriter #writing #graphicnovel #scrivener #seconddraft

[girlmeetschaos]

Tackling this big stack of paper and gomna start small on my second draft! #writing #seconddraft #novel

[lonelyleliel]

Be gay, do crime. Fuck flowers, do drugs. #amwriting #seconddraft #fictionwriter #justwriterthings https://www.instagram.com/p/CEDFqlFH6-6/?igshid=6rb0l3hue1uu

[bardinthecorner]

Rewrite

Another 2,167 words done in the rewrite. It looks like the second draft will be longer than the first. Hopefully will make more sense in terms of narrative as well. Taking a break.

[farflung-expectations]

Plowed through major #rewrites on a couple of sections that had been bothering me since the #firstdraft and I finally feel like I nailed those parts of the story. Also got through almost 40 more pages in this #seconddraft. 263/311 complete. Less than 50 pages left until this draft is complete and ready for a full critique from #betareaders. Hopefully I'll be able to get those pages done tomorrow. I'm so proud of everything I've done so far and I can't wait until I start getting feedback. This has been a crazy journey so far and the final destination just keeps getting closer. #authorsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writer #author #novelist #writerslife

[frsoutherlandauthor]

Yeah, baby, I'm back! #BloodTies #TNAC #TheNewAshtonChronicles #writing #amwriting #urbanfantasy #fantasy #UrbanFantasySeries #wordcount #seconddraft https://www.instagram.com/p/B_2Yi4Ig1Dm/?igshid=1sxndzvzfm8cw

[edsigner]

Ready for phase 3! #art #sketch #seconddraft #illustration #design #drawing (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_xR3uAjez8/?igshid=1ucgbjh8sd2g7