I’ve been revising – by which I mean totally rewriting – the first half of my novel. It’s been painfully slow. Pain is involved when I read the disjointed words and mixed up events my alter ego wrote in the first draft. Slowness comes shortly after reading the drivel I wrote and wondering what the point of the scene was suppose to be.
I did manage to get on a roll words flying onto paper, paragraphs filling pages when…my throat felt a little scratchy, my muscles ached a little, my brain functionality was a step or two behind everything else. I slept for three days making occasional blog comments while episodically watching reruns of Firefly.
The aches and pains are gone but I’m not ready to jump in all gung-ho and start writing.
How do you handle it when just as everything starts moving smoothly something breaks the flow? Do you grab a cup of coffee and suck it up? Do you take a day to enjoy the flowers and one of the last days of summer?
Tell me, inquiring minds want to know.
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