By that I mean “Writer in Progress.” See, becoming an interesting, readable writer doesn’t just happen when you sit in front of the keyboard. If that were true, then all those doofuses who say “Oh, sure, I can write a novel no problem” would actually be doing it.
When I first sat down and wrote a novel, I had no idea what I was doing. No…frigging…clue. My final word count was something like 140K—ridiculous, right? I think so now, but back then, I thought it was the normal length for a book. Seriously, I did (pity the younger me). Editing it was a cinch, another warning sign.
Now, editing takes longer than writing the actual book. For my last book, the total word count of the stuff I cut out was longer than the novel. And that doesn’t count minor word replacements. And I’m still not done editing it, even while I write another book!
I’ve come a long way. As have you, I’m sure.
What have you learned as a writer over the years? Any amusing “then and now” stories?