I rewrote the first four chapters this past week. I think it makes everything better and is setting up what I want to do. So why am I depressed?
I’m not sure. I think I’m not staying in the moment, let alone the day. I think about what will happen when I catch up to what I’ve already written and have to go forward. I think about the fact that at this stage in my career I’m writing a book on spec. I shouldn’t be thinking of either of those things. It doesn’t help.
I am engaged in this book and find myself making notes as I read or watch TV or cook or whatever I’m doing. But I’m not used to writing this way….knowing I’m not going to show it to my agent when I have 100 pages. I have to write the whole thing before I show it to her. This is my choice and I have to remember that.
I’m not whining!
There is a new interview with me on Girl Detective. See, there are some good things and some bad things going on. The interview is a good thing.
Tomorrow I’ll continue rewriting.