1,171 words. And none of it was scrap!
On the other hand, I'm in the muddled middle. I feel confident I'm going in the right direction, but I don't actually know precisely what my main character's arc is, and it's been shifting ever since I started the draft. That lack of a clear arc has, I think, been resulting in some of those scrapped words and a plot that feels a bit meandering right now.
I'm sure that's all partially because I'm still getting to know her. Besides, most of the shifts in her arc have been more or less minor: like going from learning to be independent to learning to value herself as a person. So I feel like I'm probably on the right track. But it's always nerve-racking not knowing quite how the story is going to turn out until the end. That feeling is probably for the best, though. If I got too complacent it wouldn't be any fun.
And all of this will get fixed in revisions, of course. I just get leery of dumping too much on future me. She's going to have enough on her plate as it is.
Just how do you write a novel, anyway? This blog is a record of my journey to find out the hard way.
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
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