Writer’s life

The life of a writer involves putting some okay stuff down on paper (1,358 words) and the next day cutting that exact same section and putting some much better stuff down on paper (over 2,000 words) and the next day cutting that exact same section and completely rewriting the whole **** section (1,506 words). I’m wondering if I will be cutting today’s section tomorrow. Worried that I won’t have a replacement – I really need a transition section and I’m having a terrible time. And I still think the stuff I wrote the second day is good and I liked it a bunch, which is why I saved it in a different file, but it was complicating more than one of the subplots and more than one character arc. *I keep hearing a whining little voice whispering “but it was so good why did you cut it? It was going to be so much fun to write what happened next.” Stones and blades, I hate that whining little voice in my head. I yell back at it “It was not moving the main plot forward – that’s why! Now stop your whining and let me go to sleep.” I’m not going to change my mind. I’m not. I’m not.

I’m not.

Maybe I could . . .