It takes a confident woman to delete chunks of pages from a work in progress. Yes, that's me. Confident. I've spent most of the last 2 days cutting, pasting and writing. I've dropped some scenes that I originally wrote for this story last year, scenes that don't mesh with what I've got now and probably won't mesh with anything in the future.
As my finger hung above that delete button, a smile crept over my face. This is what it's all about. Making the story the best it can be. Knowing I'll be able to get to the ending despite pitching 20 pages today. And believing enough in my own talent and my characters to go through with hitting that button.