Last night I started writing the intro to the third chapter of my book. Then I got interrupted and wasn’t able to come back to it. There was a 50/50 chance, I knew, that I might forget what I was working on. Fortunately, it seems to have stuck with me.
Don’t you hate it when you have an idea and you can’t write it down, and then you lose it? I’m serious when I say I’ve probably written dozens of books over the years…in my head. I have to work on the “writing it down” part.
I actually dreamed the entire plot of a novel back in 2003. It was Thanksgiving weekend and I woke up with the entire thing in my head, from start to finish. And oddly enough, I’ve never forgotten the plot. It’s as fresh today as it was back then. One of these days I’m going to write it out and publish it.
It’s funny how much writing I’ve done today. I laugh only because I am writing a little bit of everything. I have a solid outline that is my backbone, so I find myself writing a little bit here and a little bit there. I suppose that after a while, I’ll have everything done and none of it will have been done chronologically.
Is there any harm in this? I’m going to say no.
While it’s true that I eventually have to transfer all of these random pieces into the computer in some semblance of order, I’ll consider that part of the editing process. Indeed, I think that this will allow me to tighten up certain areas because I’ll throw some of it out and add new material into it as I go along.
Again, this is all part of the process. My process. As long as it’s working, why would I change anything? (That’s rhetorical…there are tons of things I could change about this nonsensical process of mine…I’m just not going to do it!)