She always wrote her first drafts out with pen and paper, thus seated, her formal handwriting crossing the page, reminiscent of calligraphy.240 Every morning, no matter where she’d left off, she started on a fresh piece of paper.241 With a draft complete, she’d then type it out, making a first revision as she went. Woolf revised relentlessly. Even though she most often professed a real horror at the ritual, and even as it took a toll on her mental health, the perfectionist in her kept her going, through five or six or seven miserable revisions.
