I’m finding it hard to get back into the groove.  I suspect I was not in one before, but I was writing, and the stories were coming together.

My biggest accomplishment for the latter part of 2018 was writing 50,000 words for a NANOWRIMO book.  It’s interesting that it seems to be the only time I can focus my mind on writing.

As it happened, the creative mind was organised and the ideas and words flowed.  I know it was just supposed to be raw writing, but I even had time to rewrite the start.  As we all know, by the time you get to the end, a lot of stuff at the start needs to be fixed, especially in light of plot changes and continuity.

Now, looking at the document on the screen, I have the job of editing and re-writing.

Perhaps I should give that a few more months before I start.  There’s something going on at the NaNoWriMo site that says to leave it until they run the re-write month in April, or something like that.

That month came and went, and the file had not been looked at since.  Perhaps later this year.

Then there’s the sequel to What Sets Us Apart, called Strangers We’ve Become I’m writing.

Here’s the thing.

It was done and dusted, and I was doing a final read before handing to the editor.  That was a mistake.  I seem to be one of those writers that can’t let it go.  I should not have done the final re-read!

I don’t know if anyone else has the same problem, but as soon as I had finished it, I had a feeling (oh no not one of those feelings, I can hear the editor saying) and something was not quite right.

I hate it when I am in one of those moods, and looking at it, I could see where there was a problem and began the re-write.  Problem is, it affects later on, so there’s going to be cuts and additions.

So the question is what do I attack first?

Start a new novel, work on the old novel, or … ?

Perhaps I should just pour another drink and go back to watching the ice hockey?  The Maple Leafs are up and down this year, and that’s equally frustrating.

Decisions, decisions…