Yesterday on Twitter I was talking about the importance of taking the blame for every failure and rejection. Today I feel like talking about the shame of revisiting work.
There’s not a lot to say, though. After I send something off, I hate to revisit it because I know I’ll see things I want to change. Not little tweaks, either, but places where I use a pronoun with an unclear (to me) antecedent, or text that seems too rushed, or a scene without enough description of the setting.
I just did it last night. Nothing big, you understand. Just a quick little nothing. But looking at it now just makes me feel sad and useless. (Not that I have time to redo it.)
Which is the perfect way to start a writing day! Actually, yesterday was pretty good if a bit tough. Today will be even harder, but I’m hoping to surpass myself. I really really need to finish this book.
 Usually when I post something like this, I get people dropping me notes of encouragement or whatever. Thanks, but it’s not necessary.
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