Hung in the air.

I'm at a satisfied level of dissatisfaction with my current project. I'm in the early stages of a full-scale rewrite, first person to third, which also calls for a number of other shifts - adjusting the timeline of certain characters, collapsing a couple into a single person, stuff like that. And the satisfaction comes from how much better I want it to be than I think it is right now. Moments of fulfillment come and go. Mostly, they go. Generally after I hit the session wordcount and think back and wonder why I thought to include those sentences or write that paragraph that way.

Thankfully, I know that to be a good thing. I want to keep going on this because I'm trying to write something I'd want to read. I already wrote it once, and I'm giving this version a try to see if it'll be better.

And then there's the wonderings, should I do the other shifts to yet another version that kept the first person I so very much enjoyed, should I keep that POV for a completely different project where internal perception is so very vital to the thrust of that narrative, does it seem slow because I already know the story so I'm not feeling like I'm discovering anything new, am I doing this right.

Which means I keep reminding myself: write what I want to read. Write until I get to the end. And give it some jump.