>>24713471
And develop them, allow them to consume everything else then spend the next week drinking coffee and hiding from your bed. First draft is now complete, second draft you flesh it all out by drinking alot and trying to figure out why it caused you to spend a week hiding from your bed. Third draft is where it gets difficult, alcohol withdrawal is a poor substitute for sobriety and even a worse substitute for shitfaced when you are faced with the truth but you are also faced with tying those two threads together, the truth and reality, which is weirdly a great distraction from both, so you pour yourself into it; you rewrite and revise, you broaden and put it into terms anyone can understand, you make people hid from there beds. It is ready to send to your agent and your editor; your agent tells you that the chapter about the bed is great, everyone has a bed, it is really relatable, you should build on that: your editor tells you that the bed was really you all along and that you comma usage is inconsistent and hands you a 38 page summary detailing it, 32 pages being a list of every single comma color coded (in cmyk) in some indecipherable code. But you are sober and sleeping well, and after the past year, this is nothing, you got this, you are ready for the fight.
