I have been deeply working my book. But, like my earthworm brethren, I do my best work under ground.
I am in a state of deep concentration, and I have been writing throughout the days. The ideas start coming in late afternoon, and carry into the night. I open my computer whenever thoughts present themselves.
Today, I am embarking on a new habit. I am committed to breaking up the previous day’s writing, where appropriate, and putting the good stuff in folders I have created that outline my narrative. (Scrivener is my writing application. I love it.)
I realized that if I didn’t spend some time, each day, to consider my accumulated work, I will not be able to see the finish line for the trees. On the way here, to my favorite coffee shop, in my wheelchair, I asked myself.
How much more work is involved? I am not tired. I am just trying to get a handle on this thing, and develop the large-view narratives within all my pieces. Then, I can also begin writing towards the synthesis of the narratives.
I am hoping, by autumn, that the majority of the writing will be finished. Then, I can turn my attention to the completed document, and begin filling in the cognitive blanks. That’s how I see myself transitioning from lots of writing, to mostly editing.
My sister sent me an email all the way from Australia, and shared a video she liked.
I liked it, too, and decided to participate in exposing a delightful, young artist through the Viral Net.