I think it was three years ago I had a cool dream and decided I should write a book about it. I didn't think about how I should say things, or what the readers would think, I just wrote it. I ended up re-writing the entire story at least four times. I changed the ending significantly, I decided I had written it in the wrong point of view, and I thought the first draft was just kind of dumb. I made huge mistakes in querying and ended up trashing the entire project.
After that, I joined a writing club, started going to seminars and classes, and began to perfect my craft. I talked to people about my stories, got opinions, and changed my writing for the better - or so I thought.
I know friends and family are biased and therefore don't usually have objective opinions, but my mom said something significant to me a few days ago. She said she liked the first book better. That the characters were more real, that she could identify with them. Though I think the story is underdeveloped- the difference is- it is true to my voice. I didn't write it to please anyone but me.
Now I know with my current WIP to stay true to me, and write for me. Hopefully other people will like it, but if they don't, it doesn't matter. I do this for me.