on making a mess

I'm revising, rewriting, rearranging things, and generally neglecting all of my other tasks (aside from coming to work of course, yes, I still do that). The other day I got to a scene and realized "This scene needs to happen about 40 pages earlier." Which will at least slightly (if not more so) alter everything that takes place between then and now.

So I'm back to the beginning, sifting through with my new and clearer vision of the main character's objective: what does she want most? And how does that desire change, once it is challenged by another, opposing objective?

I'll keep writing, running from the doubt monster. This quote from Dennis Palumbo rings true: "Every hour you spend writing is an hour not spent fretting about your writing."