Day one hundred seventy-two of my 365 Day Writing Project.
Sometimes I write and think, “I am going to need to re-write this part later.” Writing every day means that some days are better than others. It follows naturally that some of my writing is better and some is worse. Tonight was one of the times it was worse. Much, much worse. Tonight, it got to the point where I decided to just get the shell of the scene down and worry about making it good later. That’s what revising and re-writing is for, after all.