It begins
My novel outline came together so easily yesterday. I clearly have a few extra spin cycles available these days. Or, there is a story inside, needing to get out. This should be fun. I'm finding I'm looking and listening with curiously consumptive senses. Hey, that's neat. Wonder if I can use it? Blogging opens similar doors of perception, but here, it's all about factoids, soundbites, vignettes. With 50,000 words hanging over my head, everything is getting held up to the larger picture, like jigsaw puzzle pieces. Could this fit somewhere?
Take last night for instance. I saw one halloween costume, built exclusively from a visit to a garage, or garden shed. I thought to myself, what a pitchfork. Literally, as in wow, that's a big pitchfork. But then I realized, hey, that could be a great derisive slang phrase. Did you see Cody last night? Whatta pitchfork...
Maybe I'd better get at it...before the well runs dry; before the spigot clogs; before the battery clamps...
My novel outline came together so easily yesterday. I clearly have a few extra spin cycles available these days. Or, there is a story inside, needing to get out. This should be fun. I'm finding I'm looking and listening with curiously consumptive senses. Hey, that's neat. Wonder if I can use it? Blogging opens similar doors of perception, but here, it's all about factoids, soundbites, vignettes. With 50,000 words hanging over my head, everything is getting held up to the larger picture, like jigsaw puzzle pieces. Could this fit somewhere?
Take last night for instance. I saw one halloween costume, built exclusively from a visit to a garage, or garden shed. I thought to myself, what a pitchfork. Literally, as in wow, that's a big pitchfork. But then I realized, hey, that could be a great derisive slang phrase. Did you see Cody last night? Whatta pitchfork...
Maybe I'd better get at it...before the well runs dry; before the spigot clogs; before the battery clamps...
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