I pingpong, just the way I did with the revisions. One second I think it is great, and the next, I wonder who would have ever come up with such a vapid, silly plot and such paper-thin characters? Oh, but I have my tricks to keep myself feeling bouyed. A writer I respect really liked the premise and the basic made-to-be-changed outline. And I have my John Irving quote about not being afraid to feel on the edge of humiliation. And I have that sense of excitement. Can I pull this off? Will it reveal itself to me? Will it be alive? And, will my agent and editor like it?
Ack-I need to shut off the constant fear-mongering that goes on in my head and just write.
See you in a while, crocodiles.