Yesterday I (finally) came to the realization that a couple two or three much-loved scenes in my manuscript serve no real purpose. Try as I might, I couldn’t justify them. And after attempting to salvage little bits here and there, I (finally) came to another realization: pruning shears weren’t the tool for the job.
The first cut is the deepest, baby, I know.
Good for you. And at least you’re not cutting down the whole tree and starting over. Don’t know if that’s ever happened to you, but it’s sobering when it does.
Cheers.
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I have cut down the whole tree….and then abandoned it. But never to start over again. Yikes.
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