Jenna Waterford
scribbling in the trenches

I give up on word counters.  After a good amount of progress, I had First Reader review, and I reviewed, and via her notes and my own sinking feelings, I realized the story had gone off the rails and was heading for a ditch.  Not a total loss — lots of good bits and pieces I can salvage — but the framework was just wrong, a relic of a prior draft of the story that didn’t reflect enough of the changes made in part one.  I’ve restarted and have New Chapter One almost done, and it’s very different and that sort of zingy, tingly right you get when you sing the perfect note.   It, too, will be revised and reviewed and tweaked and judged, but I know I’m on the right path now and, though that kills prior word-count, I also don’t care. 

‘Cause now I’m really excited about where this is going.