With my sabbatical over, I can now really entertain my thoughts about the things that I've set down that I might pick up anew or in new ways for 2017. And one of them is going to be my unfinished novel, the one of the five that I want to be my first finished novel. I put it on a shelf years ago because when I read over what I had I didn't see the thing working. And maybe it doesn't work. Or rather, won't work. But I'm going to finish it anyway, regardless. Remember how last week I said I was going to put down any remaining idea that I need to be perfect?
I recently stumbled across this sentence in a zero draft from a while back, a note I wrote to myself in a place where I was struggling with fear about my writing:
OR I COULD TRUST THAT I HAVE A VOICE AND SOMETHING TO SAY WITH IT.