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The draft is done...

I just finished writing the first rough draft of my Masters thesis novel. The polished thesis novel is due by the 1st of November and there is a lot of work I need to do before then, including writing a 10 000 word exegesis (explaining how I formulated my plot and what research I did with regard to my market, the plot itself and how to write generally speaking) and editing the manuscript to the most finished version I can get to (should be the version I'd hand into a publisher for consideration - eek, eek and triple eek!)...

I just had to mark this milestone in the process though, because for me, I guess knowing how the story would end was a big deal for me because I don't usually write to a plan (which is what is expected for this project), and so now knowing how the story ends, is a big deal, LOL.

The thing is, I guees, I was expecting to feel a huge sense of relief having finally FINISH the plotting, but instead I'm filled with doubt. Doubt about the strength of the plot, the depth of the characters, the choice of market and whether this manuscript is suitable for the chosen market. I'm actually quite worried about handing this in and having my supervisor tell me that it's complete unsalvagable CRAPPOLA and I'll need to start over again (if that happens, I think I might have to just give up on this degree, LOL, I don't think I have it in me to get another 40 000 word plot down on paper again, at least not in the next two months.)...

Oh well, for now I'll do a copy edit and hand it in and hopefully my superviser will read it faster than I wrote it and get back to me with enough time for me to polish it and hand it in in two months time!

Wish me luck!

Comments

Juniper said…
Yeah for you! What a slog, but it sure was worth it I bet!

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