Spent some time talking over my plot with Rachel this morning and she loves it. In fact, she pretty much ordered me to go get it done so she can read it.
I have pulled out an old habit I thought was crushed under my high-heeled black boots. (Yeah, I’m six one in them and look like a friggin giant–but I love them!)
Anyway, THE HABIT:
Getting excited over an idea I instinctively know is a good one.
Realizing these characters are jumping into my life like the proverbial phoenix, burning to start life from my imagination.
Feeling that rush of almost-magic brush over my back when my ideas coincide with real myth. Man, I could feed off that high sometimes.
Being damned wishy-washy over the decision on the actual “voice” of the new series, therefore creating three or more beginnings. Gah!
This, my friends, is an evil habit one should never let out of its cage. Seriously, get out your whip and snap that habit back behind bars.
It’s nothing more than a lapse in self confidence. You DO KNOW how the story is supposed to go, but you let doubts influence you. In my case, I wrote myself into a mess–lacked the guts to dump a couple of scenes since I didn’t want to lose the er, pretty, writing. heh
Luckily, I happen to work with a fabulous critique partner who can immediately offer an objective opinion. She called me about something or another, but I ended up throwing up all my beginnings to get her reaction.
She didn’t even hesitate. And… she only told what I already knew. Then she cracked her whip. <wg>
My word count isn’t going to change much since I’m picking one of the beginnings and taking off with it, but it is kind of annoying to realize I’ve written enough words already to have nearly completed the book.
Edit: And no, nothing has canceled the enthusiasm of my last post. All those words are still good, I was just doubting a specific thing. 😉