As a general rule, you should treat all advice like it’s bad advice. Assume that you know better than everyone, because in a manner of speaking, you do. Squirrels don’t tell birds how to feed their hatchlings, and people shouldn’t give other people writing advice. At least, not before the thing is written.
If you feel like writing that first draft is hard and it sucks and you kind of want to wear two porcupines as glasses, that’s what writing is. No advice is going to ease that doubt or worry or nauseous feeling that has you lying awake deep into the twilight hours, staring at the ceiling and wondering if you use too many similes or are too derivative of Archie comics.
Until you are finished with that first draft, your characters exist in on only one country, and that country is in your head and you are the only one who speaks both their language and the reader’s language. They depend on you to tell your story, and no one else. Listen to them and meet their needs. Get to know them. Struggle with them. Fail with them. Kill them. Hit them with a bus if you want. Succeed with them.
And THEN go seeking advice, because by then you will know this story and these characters so well that you will be in a position to judge which advice is valuable and which is a burning bag of poo.