I haven’t written much this week. Not at all. Some of it was physical–felt like shit for a couple of days, got hit by a freight-train of a migraine that knocked me on my ass for a day as well.

But I could have written other days. I just didn’t. Couldn’t figure out WTF was going on in my head.

Finally pieced it together this morning. Not only was the end of the previous chapter completely wrong, the scene I was writing and was 1000+ words into was also completely wrong. I need to throw it all out and start from scratch.

This is a situation that’s occurred before, both in this novel as well as others. However, prior to this, when I’d run into this situation, for this novel alone I’d figured it out in a matter of minutes, not days. It was really nice, to be able to know almost instantly when I’d made a misstep, and to be able to correct quickly. I’d run at a scene, know within 500 words that it was wrong, start again (and again.)

Not sure what had speeded up the process prior to this, or what has brought it back to what is, for me, a regular pace. Doesn’t really matter–I’m just happy that I can finish this chapter, write the next one, and declare the first draft DONE.