So, I am deep in the rabbit hole of rewriting a novel.
Each morning, I get up and go down to the computer and rewrite.
And rewrite, and rewrite.
I rewrite for most of the day, a few pages at a time.
There are problems that need to be fixed and I don’t know how to fix them.
But slowly, slowly, a few pages at a time, I am finding my way.
I am letting the characters, and the story, lead me.
It occurred to me this morning at my desk, in the darkness, that I am happy.
I’ve got one small light burning.
I am on a journey.
I am working.
Happiness.

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