Night-time musings; happy writing.

I don’t think there’s any more satisfying feeling than the moment when you realize the things in your novel are starting to come together the way you’ve been desperately wishing for since the beginning.

The last few days I’ve finally pinned down some things I needed for a few specific characters, and I’ve tapped into an unfamiliar joy while writing their new scenes. That thrill seems to be an instinctual proof: yes, I am actually doing something right.

There’s still a lot of work ahead. A looooooot of work. Like a scary amount.

But it’s not so scary when you think about how that also means there’s still a lot of joy ahead.

Probably the most time-consuming thing is going to be the rewrites of chapters from this one character’s perspective. It’s so hard to let go of something already down on the page, already looking decent. But the whole point is that decent just isn’t good enough. I know I can write better. I need to harden up and kill some more darlings.

Go go go.

Halfway through October = I feel like I should be setting November goals. Not to mention, it’s NaNoWriMo time again! But I can’t decide if I should use the month to write new scenes and edit existing material and iron out problems with this current novel…or if I should use November to churn out a new draft based off that awesome new outline for my other novel instead.

And suddenly I’m sleep-deprived again. How did it get so late? Once upon a time I was good at managing this schedule. That skill has somehow disappeared.

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