More years ago than I care to recall I typed the first page of my novel.
I faffed around with it here and there for a while, took some writing classes, lost the soft copy when my laptop died, re-typed the manuscript from the hard copy, read books on writing, faffed about some more, and then joined a writer's group that meets every other week. Forced to produce work on a regular basis, the novel got a little longer.
Then it stalled.
Then I spent a month re-plotting and my enthusiasm returned.
Today I arrived at my writer's group with the re-vamped Chapter One.
Now I am back at my laptop engaged in a staring match with what was tactfully agreed to be the failed re-vamp of Chapter One.
How does anything ever get written?
And how will I know when it is time to give up?
