So I'm due to publish another post. Long overdue really.
I've been reading a lot lately. I guess I'm back in one of my spells where I can't be enough of a bookworm! I want to eat, sleep, and breathe books. That happens every so often, and it's really too bad my always-bored brain can't focus like that for very long. I love it when I'm glued to paper, tracing the words with my brain, creating visions in my head.
Doing so has made me think a lot about that book I started writing last year. The one I put down back in, oh, November or December and never picked up again.
Why? Because I'd run out of ideas.
And I'm still out of ideas, honestly.
So I've been thinking about what I need to do to get it flowing again. Taking cues from the things I'm reading, and from plot development techniques and dialogue. And I've figured out I really just need to do one thing...
Sit down, and make an outline for my book. That means figuring out the major events that are going to happen, the plot twists and the climax, and how I'll really end things.
That's why I can't write. Duh, Elizabeth. I have no idea where I'm going. I had some initial ideas and started down a clear white road. Concrete...visible. And then it ended in a fog. And I've stopped, waiting patiently for the fog to lift. Except it doesn't lift. It sits.
So I look backwards and see the white concrete first solid, and then blurry, and then as I move my eyes forward completely gone. And I stare at it, wondering what to do and where to go next.
So rather than keep sitting there puzzled, my brain envisions an outline. And the fog starts to clear for the first time. Not all the way, but just a bit...enough to see where I'm going again. And to start down the road again. And to write again.
So let's get that outline going Elizabeth! Move it!
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