Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Backwards My Novel Is Being Written

Scary how my eyes line up
I'm going to hate myself later.  I normally plot all this stuff out and have a detailed outline before I start to write.  I normally know just where I want to go and pretty much the route I want to take to get there well ahead of time.  It's the small details I leave for the writing, usually.  Plan first, write later.

Not this time around.

I have no plot, no protagonist.  I'm just letting them go and hoping to sort it out later.  I don't know if it will work.

This is the fun part.  Figuring it out later will be not as much fun.  I'm eating desert first and leaving the dreaded brussel sprouts for later.

Things are going well, I'm keeping up with the word count, but there are a lot of notes to my future self on what to do where.

I'm throwing stuff down, tossing stuff out all over the place.  I didn't put down ground clothes and tape carefully around the windows and trim.  I'm slopping it all over and leaving the clean  up for my later self.

I'm sorry later self, I really am.  I'll make it up to you, promise.


MIke Mc said...

Backwards written my novel is...

Inner Prop said...

Ah, it must have been my training not to split my infinitives.