First Draft Suckage

I did it again.

The same thing I did with my first novel, my second, my third, my fourth, my fifth and my sixth. This time with the seventh, I convinced myself my first draft was actually good. That it was showable. That it was not an embarrassing steaming pile of doo.

Guess what?

I WAS WRONG.

First drafts are never good. But yet because I was working off an outline, because I was methodical about daily revisions, because I carefully proofed the most recently written chapters each week, I was...