Today's First Writing Confession:
I worry that my new novel is taking too long to get to the good stuff. I feel as if I'm still laying the groundwork, which might not be bad thing, but likely is. The potential for conflict is there, but I've yet to heighten the tension or raise the stakes, and those two things need to happen. Soon.
I keep reminding myself that this is the first roughest of drafts. It's okay if I'm taking too long because I can edit out the unnecessary bits later or rewrite what's there.
I'm tempted to give what I've written to my sister. She's biased because she loves me, but she doesn't pull punches when she thinks I've managed to derail a project. She'll tell me if she's bored or just getting impatient.
Today's Second Writing Confession:
I haven't worked on the story in a good week and a half. Finger pointing and scolding encouraged.