Second Draft

I have mixed feelings about second drafts. I printed my first draft out several days ago - all one hundred and fifty-five pages and twenty-two chapters of it. I gazed lovingly upon those clean white sheets as one might upon their newborn baby - so perfect, so fragile, so...not ready to go out into the cruel world to be critqued. Half of me cringed at the thought of tarnishing its purity with that accursed red pen. 

While the other half thrilled at the idea of covering it with notes of improvement. With each dash and dot, I sensed progress in the winds and shivered with excitement. Closer, closer, closer to my destination. To publication.

A chill crawls down my spine at the thought... I anticipate publication and I fear it. I fear for the unknown. What will they think of my work? Will they love it? *swallow* Will they hate it? And who is "they" anyhow?

But, now is not the time for such thoughts...much work is still ahead of this adventurer!


Novel update: First chapter has been red-penned. Or, rather, for lack of a pen of the red persuasion, blue-penned.