The thought of rewriting my novel terrified me. I didn’t want to dig deeper. It’s middle grade fantasy. How deep was I supposed to go here? And certain sentences were too lovely to sacrifice. I made some simple polishes and told myself it was done. I submitted it and waited for the glowing comments.
But when the boilerplate rejections started coming back, I decided to take a harder look at my writing. And it was painful. The story was good. But I knew it could be better. I owed it to myself to make it better.
The beauty of this edit is that I’m falling in love with my book all over again. I’m finding places where I can make the characters and the setting more real, the conversations more natural. I’m adding bits of foreshadowing and making things harder for my MC. And I’m giving the characters leeway to do more. I’m trying things that I thought about before but considered too difficult.
One thing worries me, though. Most people, when they’re editing, they’re cutting scenes, reducing the number of words. My novel is growing. I’ve added three thousand words and I’m not done. Yeah, it was only 25K to start, but still. Am I doing something wrong here?