Writing a novel is messy, very messy.
I have one novel under the bed. One of these days I’ll drag it back out and rewrite it. Yes, I did say rewrite it.
Since I still consider myself “new” at this process I still have not gotten all of the kinks out of my process. I don’t outline, not really. I don’t have reams of ideas lying around. In fact, I have very little concrete ideas out in the open. All I have are ideas, scenes, characters and fragments of things that I could work into a piece.
Mostly I start out with just those tiny things.
Then I add to it. While I am writing the darn thing.
For a lot of writers and authors, this just isn’t done. They go with the plan, stay within the boundaries they forged. A lot of times they don’t give the random idea a chance because it will require work. They might put it somewhere else, but not now, not this time.
Last night I tried to stay within my badly drawn lines for Dragon Masque. A nibble of an idea started edging its way into my thoughts. The words I put on the page got harder and harder to type until finally I put it on there. Then the words flowed. They nearly wrote themselves.
I’ll be over 39,000 words tonight. Depending on how the words flow might even get closer to 40,000. I won’t know until tonight.
However I do know one thing, with that one idea, I have some writing earlier to clean up.l