Or at the very least, gets written. Sort of. Why, yes, ladies and gentlemen, my book finally has gone from outline to cohesive plot! I mean, of course it always had a plot, but it wasn’t anything to write home about as it was kind of…well…gapey. But! Those gapes, have, for the most part, been filled in and I have a linear story! WOO HOO!
I’m such a nerd and I so don’t even care.
It’s been such an arduous – well, can you call procrastinating creatively for fiveish years arduous? – journey to this point but I’m so happy to actually have the thing semi-written that it eclipses the previous half-decade it took to actually arrive. Of course, a wise author never counts her words before the word count but still…those of you that know my writing process and how utterly molasses-like it is (except for that one thing, which we shall not mention here…It-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named; or, You-Know-What) will probably agree that this is pretty freakin’ big. PLOT!
You know, I don’t think I felt like an author until this point. After all, the thing’s just been a random collection of vignettes for so long that it might have been something I did one day because I was bored (which, of course, is the real reason this whole thing started in the first place, naturally – more on that at some point).
But, dear readers, I’m happy to inform you that my extended absences have not yielded nothing (though a few more posts might have been helpful, I’m sure). Things are starting to line up, it would seem, and it feels faster and faster every time. Who knows? I could have a good start by Christmas.
Then again, I hear the door knocking, and it just might be that Murphy fellow…
