My story is slipping away from me...or at least my desire to write it! I didn't realize how much of my love for writing is caught up in the sculpting of the words, not the over-production of them!
But, what I have discovered, that I will hold close to my writer's heart, is that I am too attached to my initial words. I think they have to be pretty, and perfect, and ready to go at The End.
Edits await...LOTS of EDITS!
And that is ok. I would have had them anyway, but they just would have been more difficult cutting the stuff I thought was pretty.
What I have so far? Not so attractive. And I need about six thousand more to cross the finish line! Weekend here I come...