This is a re-blog from my tumblr, because I realized not everyone reads that blog…
This has never been more true for me than in these past few days.
I wrote a book last year that I felt like I trudged my way through, titled Souls. Words were elusive little beings. Sense was playing hide-and-seek. I. HATED. EVERY. WRITTEN. WORD. I. PUT. ON. THOSE. PAGES!
After a year, I pulled out that manuscript. I read it. And, OMG…it’s amazing! There’s very little to edit, rewrite or change. I love it now.
So, my point is, keep writing. If you hate it that much, file it away for a while. Chances are it was fabulous to begin with.