I am going to write an absolutely terrible first draft, and I’m not going to apologize for it.
The characters will be inconsistent, the exposition will be bare-faced, the details will be absent, and the climax will be boring.
I won’t care.
I will neglect the setting. I will force the dialogue. I will let the characters do whatever the hell they want.
It doesn’t matter.
I will use cliches. I will info-dump. I will rely on stereotypes.
It’s all right.
Because it’s a first draft.
All that matters is that I put words onto pages. Every day. Bad ones. Lots of adverbs. And the word nice. The phrase “nicely nice.” All of it in passive tense.
I will be kind to myself and to my first draft. I will let it get its way. I will baby it and baby myself.
But you’d better believe that once I have this first draft done, I will wring it out and make it surrender.
And, now, for your viewing pleasure, my Second Draft Manifesto.