As I mentioned in a previous post, I’m not going to hit my NaNoWriMo goal. No big deal; I was just using it as a goad to pick up momentum with ONE MAN, my current WIP which has stalled.
It was a new thing for me, and it didn’t work.
What I realized on Wednesday was that I needed to start over. I plan to keep most of the 65K I’ve written so far, but I need to revise it extensively. The protagonist need to be someone else. I’m even going to give him a new name.
So today is the second beginning of my book. It’ll be a deeper, stronger story, and I’ll be able to make serious progress on it.
Sometimes I wish I could be one of those writers who finish a paragraph, tweak it here or there, then never look at it again. Sometimes I would like to be one of those writers to takes five years for a single book, and just keep revising like mad until it’s perfect.
Unfortunately, I’m me, and tossing a book so I can start over is part of how I work.
Mirrored from Harry Connolly. You can comment here but not there.