I’ve got a rough outline that I’m pretty happy with.
I’ve had a couple of breakthroughs. I’ve identified a few things that really didn’t work with my last attempt at this story. I’ve killed off some ideas, cleared some plot bunnies and added a few more.
The story is both more streamlined and more complex.
It will be the first time I have a cast of several main characters and viewpoints. It’s a challenge but that’s ok.
Now on to fleshing out those characters!
It’s mid-October (almost) and stuff is starting to percolate.
In an unusual confluence of coffee and a rare good night of sleep, I’m starting to plan for November.
It’s nothing too dramatic, but I’ve given it a lot of thought and I’ve come up with a few things I feel I should do. We will see if they work.
Enough’s enough. I’m going back to the one sure thing that gets me writing.
(Thanks to my lovely wife)
“There’s not much I can do” = There’s SOMETHING I can do.
I wanted to put up a couple of posts here that really resonated today.
On the subject of your discouragement
Which lead to the second:
The writer and depression
Now I’m not discouraged. I haven’t been writing because, well, reasons (life, struggles, headspace, nothing I wish to go into right now.) but I wanted to keep and share these.
There is no point to this post other than I really want to see words, any words here.
A long overdue conversation (read: Long, bloody, ugly slugfest) with the shithead is underway.