I was feeling pretty good after my last rendition of Twistin’ Matilda and finally got my where-with-all up to jump back into the quagmire that was Black Matilda. And I was surprised. It actually flowed well for the most part.
Unlike the second one, the characters held true to who they were. The problems were relatively standard. Some of the wording was jumbled. Some of the new characters needed adjusting and the locations needed some beefing up. But it was better than I expected.
So strangely enough, I was actually enjoying the story. I mean I knew there was hope for it but it just seemed like such an insurmountable wall that I didn’t want to start the excavation. But a lot of it flew past. I had forgotten some of the directions it went and they were as interesting to me as I hope they are to others.
I learned a lot in the writing of this one. I had to adjust many of my expectations and many of my processes for writing. But the most important lesson I picked up from this one is that perseverance is worth the trouble. As much as every minute of writing this thing was painful, the payoff was there in the long run.