We who write fantasy and other genre fictions are story-tellers. We write about invented people living in invented worlds, doing invented things. Unfortunately, there are times when we realize we have written ourselves into a corner, and there is no graceful way out.
That was the point where I began fighting the story, forcing it onto paper. I hated to admit that I had taken a wrong turn so early on, but by the 50,000-word point, the story arc had gone so far awry there was no rescuing it.
But I’m no quitter. No sir, not me.
I spent 40,000 more words refusing to admit I had “gone off the rails.”
Fortunately, much of what I had written can be recycled into a different project. NEVER DELETE months of work…
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