I remember writing the idea down. I was feeling nostalgic, having just left behind another year and entering the new millennium. My childhood seemed to be ever further away.
One of the many things I’m learning as I go through this process for the first time is that I need to learn to let go and be open to change.
Writing a first draft is only a beginning, not an end. It doesn’t have to be perfect the first time through, like I’d always imagined.
If the ending doesn’t come in the first draft, I haven’t learned enough about my characters yet. I need to have more conversations with them.
Will the story I’ve written hit all the right notes with someone who doesn’t know me and understand me on a personal level? I’m excited to find out.