A chick in a fancy sports car ran a red light and T-boned my dad’s not-so-sweet Chevy S-10, spinning it around and slamming it into a light pole. I always rode shotgun (sans seat belt because I was stupid like that), but managed to walk away with minor injuries. Dad made it out okay, but the truck…Ole’ Blue Belle didn’t survive.
With a twisted frame and severe body damage, she just wasn’t worth fixing.
And sometimes that’s how I feel about my WIPs.
Revision can repair lots of problems, but sometimes there is just so much rewriting to be done that it’s better to start off fresh. (FYI: Sara Zarr author of a PW 2011 Best Book always starts her first revision in a new doc and retypes every word).
Maybe you have a premise problem or maybe the story would be better told in first instead of third (a crisis I face all the time). Whatever the issue, when you get to the point that you know it’s not salvageable, DO NOT FEAR! There are a few things you can do with your WIP that may save you from a mental/emotional breakdown:
- Look for scrap metal: In Blue Belle’s case, one door, her bumper, and a couple of tires were all still in working order. Maybe your WIP has large salvageable parts. It could be a character who, with a few small tweaks, could slip into a new ms. Or maybe it’s a handful of scenes that are so good they can fit into a different plot. Look hard! There is something there worth saving.
- Don’t ignore the spare parts: Pop the hood, look inside. What really made your ms go? In Blue Belle’s case, her radiator was shot but her actual engine still worked. There were plenty of things that could set another truck into motion. For me, the spare parts are phrases, a description, an allusion or simile. I hate seeing good writing go to waste, so pull out your best stuff and save it in a file for later. The next time you need to describe say…a forest, or goosebumps you’ll have something to fall back on.
- Grab the garter and go: Once you’ve dug around for all the actual chunks of writing you can recycle, don’t forget the memories. My brother has a garter hanging from his review mirror and I guarantee that when his ’91 Toyota is pushed through the gritty gates of the salvage yard, that garter is moving on to his next vehicle. You had to learn something while you worked on the now-totaled WIP. Figure out what it was and tuck it into your pocket for next time. I promise you’ll be glad you did.
And with that I’m metaphored out for the rest of the day.