by Henry McLaughlin @RiverbendSagas
Henry’s debut novel, Journey to Riverbend, won the 2009 Operation First Novel contest. He serves as Associate Director of North Texas Christian Writers. Henry edits novels, leads critique groups, and teaches at conferences and workshops. He enjoys mentoring and coaching individual writers. Connect with Henry on his blog, Twitter and Facebook.
What draft as I as a writer? |
Writers think in terms of
drafts. Not those that come in around windows and doors in the winter. But
those we write. One of the axioms among fiction writers is write the first
draft completely before doing any editing. We know it’s going to be mostly junk
but get it done to get the junk out, to have something to work with.
Michelangelo couldn’t carve
David until he had a hunk of marble and chipped away everything that didn’t
look like David. Our first draft is that hunk of marble. The subsequent drafts
are our chipping away until the David that is our story stands before us.
When we rewrite, we find
within that junk nuggets of plot, setting, and character that are worth
keeping. We find pieces of wordsmithing that sing and soar and have to stay.
Then we rewrite again,
three, four, five and even more drafts. Each one whittles and chips the
extraneous, making the story tighter, the characters more alive, the setting
more vibrant. More chunks of brilliant wordsmithing emerge. The novel gets
better and better until it’s done.
We call it our
work-in-progress, our WIP.
In my meditation time
recently…by the way, I wasn’t sequestered in some room with votive candles and
choirs of monks intoning solemn hymns. I was in my car, driving between writers
group meetings, listening to Celtic Woman. Point being, we can meditate with
God anywhere.
Anyway, back from the rabbit
trail. It struck me that, in many ways, I am God’s WIP. When I accepted Jesus
as my Lord and Savior, I wasn’t instantly perfect. An angel didn’t descend from
heaven, bop me on the head, and say “Shazam!”
In this Christian walk, I go
through seasons and changes. Some are terrifying and heart breaking—losing a
son, a job, a dear friend. Some are exhilarating—birth of a child, the first
grandchild, publishing the first book.
All are places where we can
be edited, where God can do a work that makes us stronger for ourselves, for
our families, for him.
Ultimately, we are not only
the WIP being edited, we are the final editor.
It is our choice to accept
and implement the opportunities for growth he is offering. He offers, he
doesn’t force.
We choose to take those
edits and apply them as Michelangelo applied the chisel to the granite until we
see ourselves as God sees us.
Or we don’t. And, when we don’t,
something goes unfinished. In us. And in his plan.
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Henry’s debut novel, Journey to Riverbend, won the 2009 Operation First Novel contest. He serves as Associate Director of North Texas Christian Writers. Henry edits novels, leads critique groups, and teaches at conferences and workshops. He enjoys mentoring and coaching individual writers. Connect with Henry on his blog, Twitter and Facebook.
I love this. I've always referred to myself as a WIP a God shapes me into the image of His Son.. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Patricia. Sometimes, when God is shaping me, I'm too much a hunk of granite instead of being clay for his hands. But I'm working on it. And I'm grateful for his eternal patience with me.
DeleteGreat analogy. We are Gods masterpiece. Thank you for the reminder. I truly needed it today.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cherrilynn. I'm blessed you found the blog helpful.
DeleteI love the term "wordsmithing" - it captures the art and craft of writing perfectly! What draft am I? Probably a very rough draft, maybe the second as I'm too old to be a first, ha! Truly a WIP, but the Master's refining work is steadily having its way over my rough spots and flaws.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amanda.
ReplyDeleteThere are days I feel like I've gotten a smidgen of polish and then are days I feel as rough as tree bark. We are all truly WIPs until we get to heaven. And what a fantastic journey.