I rewrote/edited the first two chapters of my YA contemporary fantasy and
I DON’T COMPLETELY HATE IT.
This calls for a celebratory moment. (yes, you are reading that moment right now).
If you’ve edited/revised a story over and over again, you probably know that chances are the words sound dull, the story = stupid and you can’t remember why you started in the first place.
It is so much easier to tear the story apart when you feel like abandoning it all together.
Two chapters down, a gazillion to go.
Here’s a picture of my cat feeling on top of the world.