I’m close. Very close to having this outline sorted, and the major points of this story dialed in. But, I’m not there yet, and it’s sooooo haaaarrrdddd. Sigh. Really hard to focus. To just sit there and think until I come up with answers that feel right. There’s no timetable for that. It doesn’t just happen with a certain amount of time and effort, and man, “resistance” really preys on that. I find myself looking at my phone, checking socials, wanting to get up and do other things, and otherwise getting distracted. Allowing myself to be distracted.
But…we persist. It’s hard. But only because its so important. Once I have these bits figured out, the book practically writes itself. At least, I’m able to just slip inside the world and live it. So, this is time well-spent, even if it drives me crazy how long it takes and how hard it is. It’s just part of my process. I know that, now.
It was a good day, though. I got up on time, got all three hours in (basically…work hijacked most of hour two in the morning, but not because I did anything wrong. It just happened). Helped Bear with an audition. Started watching The Terror again, just because I wanted to watch something really, really good.
It was a good day. The writing was fraught…but the day was a good one. Gorgeous weather, actually. A nice cool breeze all day. Reminded me of being up north. Home.
Night night.