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 Each day feels new, and my memory of the one before is faint. I’m learning to adapt. |
| Today I learned something new about writing. The details matter. I know everyone says that, but knowing it and actually living it are two very different things. I am not a master of this yet. I am still learning. Some days it feels like the details are sitting in the corner laughing at me. I went back to review a few chapters, hoping for a quick clean-up. Instead I found a small parade of mistakes waving little flags. The town changed size. A character switched eye color without asking permission. Someone climbed a hill that did not exist in the previous chapter. I read it all and felt my brain tighten like a rubber band about to snap. This is the messy part of writing that no one warns you about. The canon never stays put. It wiggles. It shifts. It sneaks around the room while I am not looking. I keep thinking I will remember everything, but my brain has other plans. Today it decided to forget half my worldbuilding and send me on a treasure hunt. I will be honest. It gets frustrating. I stare at the screen and wonder why my own story refuses to behave. My head starts to hurt. I reach for coffee and hope that caffeine will magically solve continuity problems. It never does, but the ritual helps. The good news is that every time I fix a detail, the story feels a little tighter. The world becomes more steady. I get a small spark of pride, even if it took three tries to get there. I remind myself that learning is part of the process. No one becomes a master of canon on the first draft. Or the second. Or maybe the third. Humor keeps me sane. If I cannot laugh at myself chasing misplaced details around like loose chickens in a barnyard, then I will never make it to the finish line. So I let myself chuckle at the chaos and keep going. One day I will look back and see how much I learned. For now, I just keep reviewing, correcting, and hoping my characters stop moving their own furniture without telling me. It is the details. They are small, but they sure know how to cause trouble. |
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