Lockdown.

As much as I love sharing the writing that I am proud of ... that's just the problem. I can't let anyone read it unless I'm proud of it.

So, unfortunately for a couple lovely people who have been reading the first few chapters of Eloquence, I have to go into lockdown and say that I can't let any more of the story out for reading until I get a acceptable way through the first draft of the novel.

I hate to say it, but I'm becoming a perfectionist. This scene isn't supposed to be like that and that character isn't meant to talk like that I don't want the reader to get that impression or read this bit without knowing that.... And the list goes on. I'm not writing because I'm too bogged down in trying to get it right on the first try.

I'm telling you, self, it's just not possible!

I finally finished Chapter Three today. It's not perfect. I'm not happy with the sentence structure or the writing style or the character development, but hey, I wrote the first draft! And now I can keep going with the story. Yayness!