I must be feeling uninspired these days. I find another week as gone by (so quickly!) and I have only made one post. This has been a pattern. On one hand, this is not-so-good for a blog, as readers expect some input. On the other hand, I haven’t been torturing you with inanities.
My life has not been static. In the last week, I’ve become a grandmother again:
He’s making faces at me, here. He was about 12 hours old. I love to hold newborns.
That was the big news. In other accomplishments this week, I’ve lost another pound, making six total in the last three weeks. I’ve done some yard work – pruning, clearing clutter, compost care – I’ve been consistent about exercising, and I’ve started an outline for Book 3 (working title) of the Time Travel Journals.
Because when you get to the end of Bridgebuilders you’ll realize another book is necessary.
It’s unusual for me to start with an outline. I’m basically a pantser, the kind of writer who has a few scenes in mind and types them up, letting the story develop itself. That won’t work this time.
I’ll confess: I have no idea what the third book should be about. I won’t go into details, because you haven’t read Bridgebuilders yet and you don’t know anything about the ending. Don’t want to spoil it for you.
Even though I’ve started with an outline, I’m still being true to my haphazard self. Because it’s not really an outline – it’s more a one-person brain storm. I’m just throwing characters and situations onto the page and muttering to myself about them. Sort of like, throw the food against the wall and see what sticks.
Yes, I do expect a story to show up amid the clutter. Just wait and see.
With that in mind, I should get to it. Stories don’t write themselves, you know.
All of you – make my day and tell me what you’ve been up to this week, little things or big. With autumn arriving and school back in session, I know you’ve all been up to something!