I know this is a situation that has effected a lot of writers and authors as they’ve perfected their craft and worked on their stories, but it’s a situation I’m now facing and I have to say that even though I know I’ve got a long road a head of me, the disappointment only lasted the briefest of moments.
I started my original draft of The Secret Diary in November and tomorrow would see me three months and four drafts into the project. I suppose the obvious question is, am I comfortable with having spent all that time on something I have to start over? Well, in a word, yes. Without all that work I wouldn’t be here, in fact I’d probably still be fluffing about; not having a serious project to concentrate on.
I could, perhaps, blame my daughter, who at the humble age of ten, sparked an idea that would see my story change in its entirety and more than likely for the better. But then too, it was I who asked her the innocent enough question. As I’ve said in previous posts, I felt the need for a quirk in my story. Something different, obscure perhaps, but something to make it stand out from the crowd a little more.
And I think this new idea has the potential to do just that. Of course I gave my daughter a bit of a fright when I went all crazy with excitement over it, but her smile was a mile wide when she realised how happy she’d made Mummy.
So although the prospect of starting over is a little daunting, not everything I have so far will go to waste and I can get stuck into one of my favourites parts about writing – reading. 
