The start of a new novel always seems strange to me, a little like magic. I don’t even know how to track this sort of work, but it’s work, and necessary. To the outside world, it probably looks like I’m just sitting on my couch sewing all day, or just staring out the window, but it’s still work, I tell you. My unconscious is raving on at full speed, working through a few ideas to see what becomes of them.
Some ideas are sticking, fully flavored notes in this brew, but others have been cannibalized or discarded. Maybe those ideas are still there, but are just too subtle to pick out. I don’t know. I’m not even sure that this idea is novel sized, but I have a good hunch it is.
I’m not sure if I need to do more prep work, but at some point I’ll just have to make that leap of faith, and see if this idea can sustain me for 100k-words. With a little luck, the ideas will start to gel and snowball, but for now, I still don’t know what it’s going to turn into. Is it going to be tasty? Have I added enough bones?
This time I’m trying something different as well. I may not have a fully fleshed story, but I already have a query written up. I’ve thought of the hook before the plot. It may help me focus a little better. I wonder if that will make this process any easier, or just… different.
In other news, I’ve shoved three short stories out the door, and it feels good to be on the submission rounds again 🙂
Where are you at with your writing these days?