A small example of why I usually wait a few days on any writing revelations…

This is me, in my head:

Two nights ago, as I'm falling asleep: "Oh crud! That scene I worked so hard on the other day was supposed to happen in the dark and I have it happening at dusk even though the scene right before it is in the dark! Gah! I'm a moron, I need to go change that right now!"

Night before last, also while falling asleep: "Oh wait! My story is set in the summer so even though it is nighttime in that scene, it's probably only about as dark as dusk. I have to go back and change the part before that where it's dark since it wouldn't be dark yet. Gah! I'm such an epic moron."

Last night, while getting ready for bed: "Wait a second. That scene takes place at like quarter to 10 at night. Even in the summer it's dark at freaking 10 at night, you idiot. So I need to change the earlier part to be dusk AND the later part into dark."

Right now, actually looking at my draft: "Hmm, you know, I don't think I ever mention how dark it is even once in this entire section. I should probably add something about that and be all description-y somewhere. Why did this seem so important for the last few days?"

You have no idea how many times I wrote the word "ducks" in the original draft of this post. Literally every time I wrote "dusk."

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