Thanks to OK-Go for wearing slightly risque outfits and being willing:
I am deeply into a revision of my first manuscript. I picked it up again after an 8 month break. The distance was necessary. I think it is a good revision. But the book started from big ideas and aspirations. It is a first book. I have worked at it for too long. I learned much about writing novels and characters and sustaining plots and subplots within its 50k words. I have axed characters, chapters, flashbacks, and bus scenes - at least its weight in words. After all the book's sacrifice, all its willingness to bend to my whims and the whims of each crit partner, can I salvage its inner beauty, can I find an essence of truth that needs to be read?
I'm not sure.
I have to be willing to fail at this. I have to be willing to make a fool of myself. Be willing to be a laughingstock. Be willing to be dumb. Be willing to go slow. I may also have to be willing to give it all up.
Willingness is hard for me. I'm giving it a try.
(thanks to J for the video link many long months ago - finally ready to use it :))