Started Draft Two of my novel last night. Draft One is not completely finished, but I needed to start some edits so I have something to share with my writing group on Monday. A file named Draft Two now exists in the world.
For me, it’s an extremely weird thing to go back and read what I’ve written a couple months ago. Reading my Chapter 1 has been interesting. It’s almost like it was written by somebody else. I mean, I have a general idea of what happened in the chapter, but most of the details are fuzzy. The best part is that it isn’t terrible writing. It gives me something to work with.
So, have any of you experienced this, or is it some reflection on my terrible memory that I can write something and then so completely forget about it?