I hate losing the plot.
Even when I’ve planned/mapped/charted and sometimes even illustrated my character’s conflict-laden steps to her epiphany, she still manages to wander off-course.
How could she DO that to me?
What invisible tides are at work in my subconscious, I wonder, as I grapple with, bludgeon cruelly, or just plain delete, word-riffs that refuse to carry my story along its predestined path?
My writing efforts lately have been less an act of creativity then an exercise in smack-down pro-wrestling.
I’ve tried writing around the problem. I’ve left the story to percolate and come back to it. I’ve procrastinated like the true professional by reading other blogs, taking voyeuristic meanderings through You Tube and prowling Facebook: it is no good. I cannot avoid the truth – there are no up-beat, how-to and go-getting answers on how to bring a wayward muse back from her uncharted country.
The answer, of course, is to simply get on with it, and if one story is not working, move on to another. It’s not as if there’s any shortage on the back-burner.
But I just can’t let this one alone, and not only because I already have a wonderful cover for her story. She’s trying to tell me something; so I should listen.
And here I am, having embarked on the proverbial circumnavigation, back at the point where I started. At least I have written something today, and reminded myself of the truth: that it is the journey that matters.