I’ll be honest here. I know I write long books. And my attitude toward it is somewhere smack dab in the middle of “I know it’s my responsibility to be less of a windbag” and “some stories are just plus size and there’s nothing I can do about it.”
I have put in the work. This book’s first draft was 197,664 words.
First edit took it down to 159,238. I lost nearly 40,000 words through some hard choices about digressions, details, sub-plots, and worldbuilding that didn’t add enough to the story to justify the bloat.
Second edit took it down to 140,998 words. Nearly another 10,000 lost. I trimmed as I made a strange backwards outline, reducing the story to bullet points and main ideas so I could hit it hard in the next edit.
Third edit took it down to 133,069 words. I applied what I learned in the outline to find points that weren’t necessary, details that could be refined, character interactions that could be cut or streamlined. I backed way off conversations that didn’t contain vital information (though I really, really missed those character-building moments) and I reconfigured many elements. But I was convinced I could still slim it down.
Fourth edit. 128,937 words. While I was thrilled to have a word count in the 120s, that still just looks like a scary number no matter how far I’d come. And unfortunately, this was the beta-reader stage and some of my feedback suggested they wanted more exposition. I’d stripped too much flesh off the bone. I did end up editing it to address the lack and gained another 3,000 words here. So I underwent drastic measures.
I decided I wanted to aim between 125,000 (tops) and 120,000 (ideal). So I made a chart, with proportional calculations for how many words I’d need to reach the goal per chapter, and got to work. Yes. I was so desperate to lose words that I did math.
The fifth edit was completed at 122,470 words.
Here’s the chart tracking my progress. (It didn’t end up with this exact word count because there have been minor tweaks since completing the edit.)

I somehow lost another 6,000 words without sacrificing anything huge. Only a few of the cuts were bleeding (though I’m wincing thinking about it).
And by objective standards of the industry? This is still a long book. I have unwritten a book and a half and I still have a plus-size book.
I am going to have to live with it. And so will the world.
Next stop, querying. Here we go.



