I found sourdough a challenge until I fixed two foundational problems.
First was timing, which I corrected by rewriting my recipes with timing instructions, e.g. “Day one, morning:
Feed starter”; "Day one, evening: Make dough, etc.”; "Day two, morning: Baking, etc.”
Second, I discarded my from-scratch starter, which was barely functional, and purchased a very old starter, which is extremely active and easy to keep going. (The only concession I make to starter management now is to feed it rye flour in winter when everything slows down; this keeps it fermenting as if we have summer temps.)
Oh, and not incidentally, I remind myself that my grandmother’s sourdough results were pretty consistently inconsistent (so many factors she could not carefully control: ambient temp, wood-fired
oven temp, flour qualities like fineness of grind… you know, all the things we easily manage today) but she never expressed dissatisfaction. I, on the other hand, if left unbridled, tend to treat sourdough baking as a sort of sport, with winners and losers. (There’s a
permaculture psychology lesson in there…)