I've completed my first draft...finally. It's 103,500 words and I'm very pleased with it. It's raw, no doubt, and loads of work still awaits me. Or as Hemingway said, "The first draft of anything is sh*t." Taking another's advice, I decided to take a week off from it, and "rest" my brain before I dig back in on Monday. I'm kinda torn on how I feel about this first draft. On the one hand, I'm entirely pleased for having finished a story, start to finish, and as lengthy as this one is. It's my first ever, and I feel like a small mini-break is due. A part of me wants to luxuriate in the feeling of accomplishment. On the other hand, I feel like I left out some important pieces, I'm anxious to get to editing, and I'm fighting every hour of not going back. It's just pure torture to let it sit when I want to work on it...I just don't want to rush it, either. No real point here, just needed to whine to people who understand. My very patient and understanding husband wanted to take my draft with him to work to keep me away from it, citing that I needed to rest. I threw a holy fit and he didn't take it...but now I see why he wanted to. I'm dying to get back to work. How do you deal with your first drafts?