But, here's the thing. I'm mostly likely to blog when I'm talking myself through my hesitation to do something. Today, that something is reading over stuff I (re)wrote yesterday. Just to check for spelling and word use errors, cause I'm prone to mixing words and letters around. Or my head will be thinking one thing while my fingers type something else.
Yesterday, this wasn't a problem, because the stuff I'd written was pretty new. I added nearly a whole new scene to the end of chapter two, and going over that was fun. So far, I've rewritten chapter four completely, and I'm not finished with it yet. Partly because I didn't finish rewriting it yesterday. My problem is this: I should probably go over what I wrote yesterday to make sure it works, but I don't want to. Not because I'm not finished with the chapter yet, but because this was the chapter that wouldn't die. I wrote and rewrote this chapter three times the first go around. If I have to rewrite it another three, I'm going to start screaming and pulling hair out.
Therein lies the fear. That it's not going to be going the way I want it to, and I'm going to have to scratch it and start over. Again.
I'm trying to decide which will be worse. Going over it and hating it and scrapping it and starting over, or keep on writing, only to go back and discover I hate it and rewrite more of it.
Stupid. The latter is worse. So very much worse.
See. Now I'm ready to tackle this sucker, and you got a chance to see how I talk myself around the barrier of procrastination. How neat is that?