“Put down everything that comes into your head and then you are a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff’s worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.”
Today is Colette’s birthday, so I guess it’s appropriate that it was one of those days today. I got to the climax of a story and realized that what I had done up to that point didn’t have the emotional power to make the climax work. So I spent the day starting a plan to re-write the earlier parts of the story to make the climax feel earned.