The revision of Blue Velvet was going well until I hit Chapter Fourteen. It's a turning point, so maybe that's where the hitch came. The word count is almost 36K, so that's on target for a goal of 65K. Now, however, I'm getting into the sticky part of the story, and I already know it needs a major overhaul. (Frowning here)
It seems to me that writers should by all rights be the least egotistical species of "creative" folks. How bad is a first draft? And a second? Even a third needs tweaking, sometimes in a major way. I know that musical performers, for example, must study and practice, but then they get out on stage and give a fantastic performance. They have a right to be proud. Meanwhile, those of us who work with words struggle through rewrite after rewrite and are still dissatisfied.
Still, this is what I do, and I doing it, whether or not the end result is immediately satisfying-which, of course, it's usually not. So, I shall struggle on---wherever it is I'm going!