Last night, I was chatting with a friend, and I informed her that I’d be sending her a short story draft in the near future. I have a particularly high level of respect for this friend’s opinion of my writing, so I told her I was nervous. Her response: “Drafts are … drafty. Even when they’re final drafts.”
I tilted my head and smiled. There was so much to love about that statement, and I instantly knew I needed to blog about it. At surface level, this would appear to be one of my writing blogs, but stick with me a minute.
