I am sure that, at one time or another, we have all second guessed ourselves. Lately, as it gets closer to the release date for my novel, FIRE ANGEL, I have begun to wonder whether or not I will ever have another great idea, one that, like FIRE ANGEL, will become a published book. I guess I tend to forget the number of edits I did to that manuscript before I pitched it, but right from the beginning, I loved the plot and Jake and Alexis, my main characters.
Currently, I have a work in progress, a historical novel, that I thought would be wonderful; it had it all — helpless heroine, Danielle, Elle, named after one of my muses, and a swash-buckling hero, Etienne — it should be great! But when I took a close look at it, it was flawed. Dang that muse for being difficult. Was there enough he and she time? It was supposed to be a romance, so where was the romance? Five chapters into the novel and the hero and heroine still hadn’t met again after ten years; something had to change; after all, you can drool over memories only so long!
So, I went back to the first chapter, back to the initial idea to figure out what I had missed. I reworked the story, and rewrote/edited the manuscript. After several hours, I think I have a work that promises to be the novel I envisioned. I believe I have conquered the ‘what-ifs’, but you never know…Arg! I hate second guessing myself!