Resuming work on a long standing work in progress, after completing a totally different manuscript in a different genre is like riding your childhood bike as an adult. It feels smaller, like you’ve outgrown it, and you or it need some repairs.
Here’s where leveling with yourself reveals it’s not you, it’s your book! I’m right there, figuring out how to imbue this MS with all the knowledge and experience I’ve gained in the few last years, while maintaining the original luster that I fell in love with about the story.
Where’s my time warp gif when I need it?!