So remember that post about moving the door?
Well, it looks like I did it again. I finished my entire rewrite of Death Benefits in which I basically turned the entire plot upside down, and while I was taking a break from polishing the second half of the manuscript, I thought of a better and easier way of arranging the events in my novel. (Sorry. I have to be vague. This is a mystery, and I don’t want to give away whodunnit.)
When did I realize it? 3AM. So what do I do? I turn on the light and reoutline the whole novel. And if that doesn’t make me officially insane, then this will: I’ve stopped my readers from reading my previously polished chapters and started another rewrite.
I was pleased with my first rewrite, but I’m thrilled with the way this one is working out! I want to make Death Benefits the best book I can, and if that means rewriting it, twenty-seven times, I will. (Hopefully, it won’t take twenty-seven!)