no longer the weekend…
February 14, 2011
I have five to-do lists. This has got to stop. Consolidate! Go!
So, something I thought about a lot on this last revision is how sloppy my writing was. How sloppy my writing is still, even after 20 years of working at writing. It may even be more sloppy now than it was, say, six or seven years ago when I trying to sell my first novel.
However, I think this is all subjective. All in my own perception and not really objectively true at all. It’s impossible for me to tell (unless I went to dig up some old rough drafts, which I don’t really feel like doing). I came up with two possibilities:
- Yes, my writing is actually sloppier because I’m writing the first drafts faster, because of deadlines and scheduling and so forth. First drafts don’t matter if I can catch the problems on the revision, so I really shouldn’t worry.
- My writing isn’t any sloppier than it used to be, but as time has passed and I’ve gotten (I hope) better, I’m actually much more sensitive to sloppiness and mistakes than I used to be. I’m actually catching more sloppiness, fixing more mistakes, and (I hope) getting better at this.
As with most things, it’s probably a combination of the two.