And while I am editing I have this insane desire to work on another novel instead. This new novel I have begun. With that fire of creation that burns with a new novel. But no, I tell myself you must finish the slow methodical editing of this current novel to get it up and ready to go. New novels are so tempting on me. They burn so bright in the mind. Consume the thoughts. Tease me with their possibilities.
But for now I must focus on finishing what I have begun. I have a timeline in mind for this novel and I want it ready to go. I will not let that other novel tempt me away. It will get its time. I’ll just play around with an outline for that one.