I'm working nearly every day on a story that I finished the rough draft on almost 5 years ago. I'm currently doing something like the tenth, or ten hundredth, rewrite. I know those characters intimately. I know their opinions, preferences, likes and dislikes, fears. All of it.
And I'm bored.
I feel like as a writer I shouldn't say things like that. Like I should l.o.v.e. working with my story and my characters should feel like coming home. But it's true. I am bored. What do I do about that? Anyone?
For now, I'm slogging away at it, trying to make this story the best I possibly can before taking the leap - again- of trying to get it published. And trying to all I'm worth to dodge these people I created and can't seem to escape because they live in my head.