The momentum builds slowly as the ideas and drafts combine. The holes are filled, and the enthusiasm returns.
You almost forgot it — the feeling of the beginning.
The story is coming closer to what you wanted it to be that first time you looked at the blank page, ready, before the long road ahead became apparent, and enthusiasm was no longer enough.
Discipline stepped in. Some days were still better than others. But you worked knowing, hoping, that you could make it work. The belief was difficult in the face of so much doubt.
And then you realize something changed. You know what to do.
The story is becoming complete.