Yesterday? When I said I was going to give my manuscript one final reading before sending it off? But that sometimes the last reading can lead to an entire reworking?
Well that’s what happened.
I read it (yep, Jane, aloud) and knew at once it wasn’t right. More honestly, it wasn’t different enough to stand out in the crowd.
I spent my writing day, nearly all seven hours of it, revising the voice and telling the story from a different perspective. I finished and liked the new version.
Bear in mind I liked the version before that, too, when I’d first finished it. The one before that also.