Writing the rough first, second and third drafts is something like that. Just be patient Dear Prudence, and the picture in all its color and detail will emerge. Do not expect or demand instantaneous, artfully-written prose the first time around . . . or even the second or third. (If it happens the first time around, then keep it to yourself so the rest of us won't feel so bad.)
Writes Lamott: "Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life. . . . Besides, perfectionism will ruin your writing, blocking inventiveness and playfulness and life force. Perfectionism means that you try desperately not to leave so much mess to clean up. But clutter and mess show us that life is being lived."
Not only is perfectionism the culprit that stifles the muse, it creates the stress that makes writing almost as pleasant as tooth extraction. Women are particularly prone to this curse. (Ever see the movie Black Swan?)
You have heard me talk about my follow-up book to Again in a Heartbeat. It is called Morning at Wellington Square and picks up in the years after my husband's death. For those who don't know, Wellington Square is the name of the bookshop where our Women's Writing Circle meets on the second and last Saturday mornings of the month.
While everything I write happened, I took the liberty of changing the sequence of certain events, changing names, playing with dialogue that is both true and dramatic.
All of which gets me to the first, second, third - and now the 9th draft of Morning at Wellington Square. I finally said, Enough! Writing and rewriting, I began feeling like I was scaling the Great Wall of China. I may not be writing as simply and eloquently as a Hemingway, as insightful or amusing as an Alice Munro, or as witty as Anne Lamott. But it's okay. I am writing my story and no one - except Jesus, of course - can ever be perfect.
I uncovered so many treasures and "uncramped" so many writing muscles, to quote Lamott, I am beginning to feel hopeful. I might even grant myself permission to think this is worthy of publishing and asking people to read!
A rough draft is not perfect. If you stop writing because it has become too painful, then you have nothing. Under the clutter, glitter gems of story and people you want to write and know more about. A beautiful landscape garden waits.