Since I’m currently on the fourth draft of my novel, imagine my surprise when I realize that my character has experienced a Michigan spring and a Michigan fall all in ONE DAY? Where was my mind two or three drafts ago? Did I somehow miss that everything was green in one chapter and everything was red, orange, and brown in the next? Today I’m confused and even more nervous about whether I have any sort of knack for this thing called “writing”.
There’s my rant for the day, wordpress!;)