After last year when The Girl in the Bathtub was named a finalist in the 2012
Faulkner-Wisdom for the novel-in progress category (and a short-list finalist for 2013), I decided it was high
time that I finished that book. It was
nearly a decade when I first wrote those opening chapters, gradually adding a
chapter here and there until I passed the 200-page mark, ending Part One.
I still had two parts to go.
Even I had difficulty deciphering some of my
cryptic notes for this novel. Gradually,
over the years, I did type these notes into the computer and did manage to fit
them into the appropriate chapters (chapter outlines do come in handy) or if I wasn’t
sure, tacked them on to the end of Part Two or Part Three to be dealt with
later. I would also advance the latest
chapter, make more notes along the way, and occasionally revise the first fifty
or all two hundred pages of Part One to keep the novel alive.
Still, I had to deal with this huge jigsaw
puzzle of notes that contained individual sentences, paragraphs, descriptions,
plot ideas, character sketches and snippets of dialogue . . . with plenty of
pieces missing. At times, they were overwhelming.
I knew if I just stuck with it and plowed
through them I could carve out a first draft in three months as a birthday
present to myself. This sounded like a win-win
challenge for me (plus a nice present, too).
Instead of looking at all 200 pages of notes as a mess to deal with, I
broke them down to bite size chunks, first by chapter, then by scenes. I would read through the 10-15 pages of notes
for a chapter, jot down what the scenes were about, and organized the notes by
scene (giving each note a letter a, b, c, d, e) and then shifted the notes into
each section. Next, I’d work within each
scene, putting related stuff together and seeing if I could work out an opening
and keep it going.
Once I finished chapter 13 (after cleaning
it up, printing it out, editing and correcting) I immediately moved on to
chapter 14, not wanting to stop my momentum and risk letting weeks, months, or
another ten years slip by. The Girl in the Bathtub became this game
for me, a challenge of taking all these old ideas and seeing if I could turn it
into something new that moved the novel forward. Occasionally I’d have to create new material
as an opening for a chapter or as a transition scene, while tossing out stuff
that no longer worked or shifting leftover material to later chapters or to the
end of Part Two, just in case.
Pretty soon, I began rethinking my plot,
making new notes, asking myself questions about scenes and the characters. If you write down those questions to yourself,
ultimately you’ll get the answers; I often did late at night or stepping out of
the shower in the morning, a reason I keep notepads and pens everywhere.
I gained more confidence as I moved into
chapter 15 and began thinking ahead to the following chapters and would work
out the various scene sections and if I was lucky, an opening paragraph or two,
so by the time I was ready to move into that chapter, I already had a head
start; I wouldn’t have to start cold.
Some chapters, like chapter 19, the last
chapter of Part Two, were a nightmare. I
had 30 pages of single-spaced notes (potentially 60 double spaced pages) for
basically one really long scene, including all this leftover stuff from the
preceding chapters that I couldn’t fit in anywhere. Some of the stuff I had to shift to Part Three
for the same reasons. I was careful
about deleting stuff, because I found too many instances where I kept pushing
bits and pieces of stuff that didn’t seem to work to later chapters, and then
my subconscious would find a way to link three or four of these pieces together
in a way that I had never anticipated and I would think, wow, where did that
come from?
Most chapters came together in a fairly
straight forward manner; however, it may have taken me a week to piece it all altogether
and iron out the wrinkles. Others, like
chapters 19 and 22, felt like I was pulling my hair and teeth at the same time. I’d have all these notes, cleaned up more or
less in order by section but I couldn’t see how they could work together, so
I’d have to print it out and try matching them up with some creative editing notes
and directional arrows whereby I needed to link a few sentences from four separate
pages and then shift all that to a paragraph on a fifth page before combining it
with another paragraph on a sixth page (spread over 15 or so pages, going back
and forth in different directions). A
nightmare that required a lot of concentration and no interruptions from my
wife or children or I’d freak out and take hours to find out where missing
stuff ended up and risk either losing my mind or getting stalled for another
ten years.
Some chapters I had no idea how I was going
to start or end it until I actually got to the end. Other times, I had to skip the beginning and
worked the later sections first and only then did I find a way to write an
opening scene. Mostly what I had to do
was just sit there, hours on end, and plow through this maze of notes, scene by
scene, and try not to bail out to check the internet or emails or work on other
projects.
Eventually, out of sheer determination, I
made it to the end of each scene, end of each chapter all the way to chapter 25
and the end of Part Three by August 2nd, the day before my birthday. In the process, I took The Girl in the Bathtub from page 204, after years of going nowhere
very fast, to page 510. That’s three hundred
decent pages in less than three months.
I know, it’s still a first draft and it’s still
going to require a lot of work, but right now, unlike those previous years, I
have a complete draft of a new novel to work with and that’s pretty exciting. As I begin the revising process for draft two The Girl in the Bathtub can
only get better.
Of course, I would not recommend writing a
novel this way, but sometimes you got to do what you got to do to get the darn
thing finished, if only for yourself.
And if judges for Faulkner-Wisdom competition are thinking the first
part is pretty darn good, then I’d better make sure the rest is pretty good,
too.
Once this second book in the Expats in
Southeast Asia series is completed, I can start sifting through my notes for my
Singapore book and the one set in Thailand.
These books will also be gifts from my past.
--Borneo Expat Writer
--Borneo Expat Writer
*An Unexpected Gift from a Growling Fool was also named a shortlist finalist for the 2013 Faulkner-Wisdom Novel, and Act of Theft, shortlist finalist for the novella, so five books into two years!
**Amazon Breakthrough Novel Awards: Six Lessons
**Amazon Breakthrough Novel Awards: Six Lessons
Here are links to some
of my author-to-author interviews of first novelists:
Golda
Mowe author of Iban Dream and Iban Journey.
Preeta
Samarasan author of Evening is the Whole Day.
Chuah
Guat Eng, author of Echoes of Silence and Days
of Change.
Plus:
Five part Maugham
and Me series
Beheaded on
Road to Nationhood: Sarawak Reclaimed—Part
I
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