Current mood:	thoughtful
Current music:	Aloha - Your Eyes
Entry tags:	rb, writing angst

It being NaNoWriMo and all, I've basically left Revenant Blues to ferment on the way back burner, but I took a moment to look over it and over the comments from the two people who read it (captainscience and vicki7778999) and I realized this:

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, man, I have to restructure, rewrite, and rethink this whole thing.

I'm not sure where I got the wisdom from, but I know exactly what I need to do. I know where the fat needs to be trimmed, and I know where I need to dislocate a few joints. Like being a butcher, really.

But that can be December's problem. Possibly January's.

I think Alan Alda's advice for acting is also good advice for anyone who thinks they might want to be a writer: "If you can possibly do anything else and be happy, do it."

I love writing, I love being a writer, I wouldn't trade this (even the angst and editing and the woes and great probability of dying in penniless obscurity) for anything.

There are days when I am absolutely sure that this is the only thing that justifies my existence on this Earth.