Writing this short story is proving surprisingly difficult! I wrote a few thousand words, and then restarted the whole thing, and then deleted that, and then restarted again, and now I’m on the third “first draft” of this story. It’s… discouraging, I suppose? Like, I don’t mind, but it can be frustrating to know that it isn’t quite right, but not finding what is actually right.
It’s a process, of course, and I love the process. But it can be difficult as you are in the middle of it. That’s kinda just what writing is like… difficult while you are doing it, but a very satisfying conclusion when you do the difficult part well.
My initial thought for the short story was about a test to help young adults decide what they wanted to do with their lives, but a futuristic take on it. The difficulty I’m having is finding the right level of stakes: I don’t want the story to be grim and dark, but also there has to be something at risk for it to be interesting.
I’m going to try again today, see what I come up with. Who knows, maybe this time will be the final ‘first’ draft!
Hope everyone is staying safe and healthy!