Years ago, maybe even a couple of decades, a co-worker mentioned something to me as we were chatting. It was one of those comments that I may have dismissed, but I didn't. In fact, that one statement hatched an idea in my mind and that idea became the beginning of a story.
Funny how those ideas come...you never know when they'll strike.
I remember starting the story then I set it aside for a few years. But, as I often do, I started the story once more. I actually wrote several chapters before I stopped again. Something was off, either the character development or how the subplots were interacting with each other...something. I think that's why I stopped.
This week I started the story one more time, not from where I left off each other previous times, but from the beginning. I think that's the best thing for the story. This way, I hope to fix the problems that plagued me in the past.
They say the third time's the charm...I sincerely hope so.
That would be great, but... I just restarted this novel for the FOURTH time before I finally admitted that stacking up a bunch of beginnings wasn't going to help me get closer to the end. Back into the percolator for a while...
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