I’m at the halfway point on my current ms…which means this one will go long as so many of mine do. I like words. I like to use a lot of them, which means when I return to the first draft that I cut out lots of words. I always use a red pen when I go through my draft(s). Some of my pages look like a red packet in money stolen from a bank exploded on it, leaving more red than black on the page. That’s fine. I learned years ago that perfection isn’t a requirement on that first draft. What I needed to do was get structure and character onto the pages. If I worried about everything being perfect, I’d never get past page one, because there’s always another word that might be a bit better. This ms will probably fly past its 90k word limit. I’ve learned not to worry about word count either. When I did, I contracted the end, changing the pace of the novel. Now I let it play out and then come back to do surgery throughout the ms. I always remind myself that no one else (except my husband who is my first reader) will see this until it meets my standards. No one else will know if I do 2 drafts or 2 dozen. So I will write this ms long, if that’s how it goes. I won’t worry about it now. I’ll just enjoy the discovery of scenes and words and character development.
Later I’ll get my scalpel (that red pen), and begin the liposuction surgery to get the ms in the proper shape.