Draft 1: done

“The first draft is you telling your­self the sto­ry.”
—Sir Ter­ry Pratchett

Well, I’ve got a first draft writ­ten. After all’s said and done, “There’s Noth­ing Good at the Top” clocked in at 19,850 words.

What’s it about? Well, it’s weird, that’s for sure. It’s an urban fan­ta­sy, or maybe it’s a Can­Lit clas­sic with a creepy twist^[1]A boy can dream..

Here are some of the things you’ll find in it^[2]Even­tu­al­ly.:

• A tow­er
• A small town
• A year­book called the Flam­beau
• A dog named Fizzgig
• A kid named Lennon
• Anoth­er kid named Kal
• A diary writ­ten in Hilroy scribblers
• French
• Weep­ing birches
• Autumn
• Anoth­er tower
• And more

Now I leave it alone for a while, and then—once a suit­able amount of time has passed—it’ll be time to start rewrit­ing^[3]Because, as they say, “writ­ing is rewrit­ing”..

Oh, and hunt­ing for a mar­ket for it. That’ll be impor­tant too.