It’s finally happened.

No, I haven’t abandoned my current project for another. With luck, that will never happen.

It’s the second worse thing that can happen to a writer. The dreaded writer’s block. The refusal to go on in the face of crippling plot confusion, bad characterization, and just plain too many ideas.

Except that this time, I’m not despairing. In fact, scratch the “refusal to go on” stuff. I’m already diving in again. And this time, I’m recycling the first draft. Which is, oh… maybe an entire small chapter. So… about 1/36th of the first draft.

Hey, it’s still some writing I don’t have to do.