I finally realized why I was having such a problem with Sins of a Father. I was trying to force it to be something that it was never meant to be. I was trying to fit it into the form of a novel when it’s actually only a novella. That’s why it didn’t feel right. I don’t know how I didn’t see it before, but it couldn’t be any clearer now.
I’ve already rewritten my outline and I’m feeling good about this project again. I’ll likely be scrapping nearly all of what I’ve already done with the story and starting from scratch, but that isn’t a bad thing. I could probably use some of it, but it almost isn’t worth it at this point. Interrupting my flow to figure out what is usable would probably do more harm than good.
It would have been nice to realize that a long time ago, I likely would have finished it (at least the 1st draft) by now. Oh well, I’m back on track and feeling good. I feel like a weight has been lifted and I can see clearly now (…the rain is gone! Haha, sorry, couldn’t stop myself.).
Now that I’ve nailed down the correct path, this doesn’t seem nearly as daunting a task as it was even just yesterday. I’m feeling pumped and ready to go. The only thing left to do is sit down and hammer it out until my fingers bleed and my eyes go crossed. Only then will I be finished.