This Stinks!

I have learned to ignore and even beware my inner editor when she triumphantly cries, "This is wonderful!"  Because no sooner do I let my computer sleep or put down my pen (yes, I am that old; I still write with pen or pencil and paper!) to swim in the warm glow of satisfaction, than the ratchety inner editor in me climbs down from her perch and rudely pokes me in the temple.  She has something to point out... some inconsistency or big-fat-hole in my storytelling one could drive a reindeer and sleigh through.  And that's when I realize, this isn't wonderful writing.  It stinks!  And it's only then I am REALLY on my way to writing something worth reading.