November is rapidly approaching and I am not enthusiastic about any of my ideas or former drafts. I read through 300 writing prompts yesterday and none of them prompted me to write. Not one.
I am so ready to move on to my next novel – I spent way too much time writing and re-writing my last one and I have learned my lesson – I need to create a detailed outline – and follow it. I had an outline for the Involuntary Tourist, but I did not follow it closely. Then I decided to change some things around and got totally lost.
The premise and the story were so exciting to me that it kept me going until the end. Ten years is a long time to be excited about something.
Now, I am excited about nothing. I am finding that I have become impatient with my brain. I want to have at least a month to develop my idea into a tight outline, so I’m ready for November. I have a screenplay in the works, that I like, but I want to do something totally NEW and FRESH to me.
I have a ton of drafts, notes, and research done that is sitting around in my filing cabinet – like dust bunnies I am trying to ignore, but they won’t go away. I have thought often about pitching them into our wood-burning stove during the winter. Of course, I never do it. After all, those ‘almost’ books are like children.
I do not perform well under pressure. I need to stop trying so hard. The best ideas come to me when I least expect them. Truth be told, they usually happen in the shower or on the pot. Not glamorous, but there you have it.
I will keep you posted.
♥ TTFN ♥