Despite all the difficulties Rita has been giving me, I finally think I have found my footing, writerly speaking. I have dealt with the plot aspects that I suspected were going to be more involved that they ought to be (thanks, Itala, for your great suggestions!) and now have a firmer sense of who the character is and how she is going to get from Point A to Point B.
And, interestingly enough, I only recently recalled that Finding Fran had given me its own difficulties to work through. I just forgot all about them as the writing process became easier.
It’s like giving birth—in the end, what you remember most clearly is not all the pain but the pleasure of holding your baby in your arms for the first time. So when I get discouraged/frustrated/aggravated/disheartened by technical issues relating to this novel, I just have to remind myself that, at some point, it book too will be “birthed” and all will be forgotten in a rush of maternal emotion.