The first draft is....Rough,
rough like my hair when it has not been tamed by the metallic teeth of my comb,
words crossed out in my notes are the battle scars of my ideas,
Even the pen is running out of ink due to the uphill struggle of writing out my thoughts,
The first draft is...Illegible,
the words not yet translated,
so for now , only the translator understands the vision for their work,
to those who do not have the writers eye , they see scribbles,
to the writer them self, it is the birth of a masterpiece about to take shape,
The first draft is....formless,
formless like water,
until I have managed to contain what I write in the form I have chosen,
it will just splash on to the page,
flowing and pouring all over the paper like an Oceans raging current,
The first draft is..... a bit of a roller-coaster
since the process is both exciting and frustrating,
tiresome and exhilarating,
multiple warring factions of moods arise which can cause a tornado,
since there is a constant whirl of emotions
on whether this fits or not,
or maybe I should change this line or keep it
Overall the first draft... is a foundation for something great,
each part built up brick by brick,
polished to smooth its edges,
transcribed to express what you meant all this time,
finally taking the form you shaped it for,
the tornado transforming into a gentle breath of fresh air,
as you gradually craft a piece of beauty ,
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 3:28 PM UTC
The first draft is....Rough,
rough like my hair when it has not been tamed by the metallic teeth of my comb,
words crossed out in my notes are the battle scars of my ideas,
Even the pen is running out of ink due to the uphill struggle of writing out my thoughts,
The first draft is...Illegible,
the words not yet translated,
so for now , only the translator understands the vision for their work,
to those who do not have the writers eye , they see scribbles,
to the writer them self, it is the birth of a masterpiece about to take shape,
The first draft is....formless,
formless like water,
until I have managed to contain what I write in the form I have chosen,
it will just splash on to the page,
flowing and pouring all over the paper like an Oceans raging current,
The first draft is..... a bit of a roller-coaster
since the process is both exciting and frustrating,
tiresome and exhilarating,
multiple warring factions of moods arise which can cause a tornado,
since there is a constant whirl of emotions
on whether this fits or not,
or maybe I should change this line or keep it
Overall the first draft... is a foundation for something great,
each part built up brick by brick,
polished to smooth its edges,
transcribed to express what you meant all this time,
finally taking the form you shaped it for,
the tornado transforming into a gentle breath of fresh air,
as you gradually craft a piece of beauty ,
thoughts ??