“A Setback, a Deep Breath, and an Open Door”

This week didn’t go the way I expected.

Somewhere between drafts, backups, and the chaos of everyday life, I lost about a week’s worth of edits on my manuscript. When I realized what had happened, my stomach dropped. It was one of those moments where the world goes quiet — not dramatic, just… still. I had to set the writing aside, step away from the desk, and let myself reset before I could even think about opening the file again.

Yesterday, I finally sat down with my printed copy — the one covered in handwritten notes, arrows, crossed‑out lines, and little reminders only Past Me would understand. And honestly? Thank goodness for that messy, ink‑stained version. Without it, I might’ve forgotten half of what I’d changed.

Rebuilding lost work isn’t glamorous. It’s slow, steady, and sometimes frustrating. But it’s also grounding. It reminded me that the story doesn’t live in just one place. It lives in the margins, in the rhythm of the sentences I remember, and in the parts of the world I’ve built that are already carved into me.

So I’m back at it — a little bruised, but moving forward.

And since this is part of the writing journey too, I want to open the floor.

If you’re curious about:

• how I’m rebuilding the lost edits

• my revision process

• the tools I use (and the ones I should have used)

• how I stay motivated after setbacks

• or anything about the world I’m writing

  
  

…send your questions my way. I’ll be answering them in upcoming newsletters.

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Setbacks happen. But so does growth. And I’m glad you’re here for both.

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