It feels like I've been labouring over my second draft forever, stuck editing the same lines over and over again. Taking my freewriting, stream-of-conscious musings and shaping them into some sort of narrative. I wasn't moving forward, frozen on the same handful of scenes. So I came up with a few different ways to motivate myself:
The hardest thing about writing a novel or writing anything is that a novel will eat ideas like forest fires through trees.
I've been struggling to write recently. I put it down to completing the two-year Creative Writing Program with New Writing South, and the burn-out from that. But I realised yesterday that I was stuck on two scenes at the end of the third-act (my story has five acts in total).
It's taken me a year, whilst juggling raising a baby, working freelance and attending the New Writing South Creative Writing Program, but my first draft is complete!