I'm in the Thinker stage now, looking toward the Rewriting.
Overall I've done pretty well, I think. I've definitely succeeded in what I was trying to do. So why don't I feel successful?
Understandably, I've been doing a lot of thinking about the story. Too much thinking, really. I have all these thoughts, all these questions for myself, and not one is getting answered. It's definitely a case of over thinking and making myself sick with worry. Too bad my questions are the kind that only the writer can ask themselves. It would be so much easier if my reviewers could all come together and agree with exactly how I should be writing this story. Do all the work for me. That would be nice.
But they haven't done that. They can't do that. Only I, as the writer, can decide how this story needs to go. So, to combat this over thinking, making myself sick, I've decided to stop. To fill my head with some different things and to think as little as possible about not only this story but all the other stories rumbling around in my head as well.
I think I'll be taking a book with me to work today. Something to read instead of something to be writing for others to read. Nothing will toss me out of the story more than not having access to it.
I'm still hoping to get moving on things soon, though. I would really like to have something to show people this year, by the end of summer preferably. And I can't sit on my hands if that is what's to happen.