Books Can Suck

Reading is great, don't get me wrong. I love to read - I wish I read more often, just for fun. This post isn't about reading; this post is about writing books.Right now, my draft is kind of in two parts. There's the ending that's already be written and just needs some polishing and I need to go back with my beta notes to get it all finished. I went back and reworked the beginning of the book, added more details, cut scenes, worked different scenes in - I'm almost to the point where the new beginning is meeting with the old ending. And this has proven to be a big pain in the booty for me. A lot of these scenes are rough, written in haste and ready to have my beta destroy them with her bright blue beta notes. But right now, I just want the book to be all nice and done and ready for people to read it. The longer and longer this takes to be done, the more and more I wonder if I'm really ready. If I want people to be able to read it. The longer this takes, the more scared I become. But, at this point, I'm still going full steam ahead as long as I can.