At the moment I’m holed up (who isn’t?), working on the “final final” structure of my novel, removing sequences and putting them back, adding sections and then taking them out. I know all the rules and apply them religiously, until I lose my religion and go on sinful agnostic editing binges. Then I repent, and restore the original sacred storyline. Somehow in the end, my story ends up seeing the light. Hallelujah.
Some things never change: