I feel like I’ve reached a major milestone as a writer tonight.
I’m a little over 23k words in my current novel draft, and I’ve decided to start over. As in, completely rewrite it, from scratch.
Since I started the draft, I’ve been feeling like something’s not right. The tone is off. The vibe I’m looking for isn’t there. The depth and description and complexity I’m craving to have in my stories just isn’t coming out the way I’m writing them. And tonight after I started a novel that had such an odd and wonderful opening it made me stop and wonder at it, and then again while watching TV with my husband, that feeling that I needed to start over, in a different place and with a different voice just kept growing until I couldn’t ignore it any longer.
Tomorrow, I start over, and for the first time ever, I’m excited to do so. I can’t decide if I should have my head examined, or throw some sort of “writer milestone” party for myself.
Maybe I’ll even start tonight. Just a few words before bed…