Feeling a bit witchy at the moment
I officially have a crush on my new book, where all I want to do is spend time with it and daydream about it and get to know it better. I want to go deep. I want to get real personal.
As of this morning, I can see four chapters ahead, plus I’ve got four or five emotional moments I want to hit in the future. So I have plenty of things to write to, which will keep me busy for a while. After that agony-filled gestation period, I finally just started seeing stuff all of a sudden. Characters and buildings and paths, past, present and future. Everything just started slotting into place. I feel really high off it.
Who knows how long it will last? I’m not going to set any deadlines or writing goals for myself until I play with it for a few weeks longer. In an ideal world I’d have a first draft by the end of the summer. But that feels impossible, and also I will run out of money at some point and have to do some freelance work.
I am pretty sure I wrote the exact same paragraph last summer when I started the last book, but I can’t bring myself to look at the archives. I am in a loop, I know it. Yesterday I had dinner with my family at Roberta’s, and when I told my brother I had started a new book he said, drily, “So what else is new?” (Family!) So I guess everything I do is sort of repetitive at this point. I figured out what (mostly) works and now it’s up to me to just keep doing it.
