Day 13 of 100, Singapore
I re-read yesterday’s post this morning and groaned, wanting to revise immediately. Resisting the urge, I did correct a couple of vital spelling errors and removed a sentence. Everything else remains in its reluctant form.
I don’t draft much, in this daily writing exercise. I bang these posts out on the keyboard, do a cursory check for spelling errors, inevitably missing a few, and hit the Publish button. Part of this has to do with time: I never write these posts before midnight, and they take a decent while, so by the time I’ve published, all I want to do is hit the sack. The other part is experimenting with writing discipline – how to think through a topic soundly enough that my first draft actually makes a measure of sense.
I’m a drafter by nature. I do it with everything that I write, because my thought process is so jumbled that very little comes out sound the first time around (or the second, or the third). It’s pretty common for me to draft a blog post about 20 times just to make sure what I write makes sense, never mind sound elegant. These posts I’ve been doing? 2 drafts, tops. You get them in all their structurally suspect, underdeveloped, grammatically dodgy whackery. At the end of a hundred days, they will be a contact sheet of my mind at midnight. It won’t be pretty.