I started to write my nano novel on Monday. Yesterday I realised it wasn’t working. I hated my main character and I knew I had to make a change. I first thought of picking up another idea to write, but then I thought of one thing that totally works, tell the story from another character.

And even with all the playfulness in the world, this one decision was hard. I knew I had to make a change, but insecurity hit the moment I decided. The endless litany of ego started too. I called myself a coward and then just said: stop.

I am going to give my novel the turnaround I know it needs, no matter how much my insecurity screams at me!