Sometimes insight into a book comes in blinding flashes and sometimes it creeps in softly on cats' paws. And you only realise that it is there when the cat gives a loud purr and nearly knocks your mug of tea onto the keyboard. You grab a pen and hurridely jot down a few lines because that insight is already starting to slip away again.
However, it came, I am very glad as I had felt like I was writing thick porridge for the last few days and my mind wouldn't function. Now things make sense. I simply need to tweak the heroine's back story slightly.
And all will be well. It also fits into the first story better.
There were little hints in the first story, and I may need to tweak them slightly but it will work.
The best thing is that my mind feels like it is functioning again -- just in time for half term... but I do feel like the veil has lifted and my muse has allowed me a peek into the uplands and I know where I am headed...
Courtesy of Philippa Ashley...
3 comments:
Sounds like your muse is being playful... So glad you know where you're headed.
Sue
Shameless - utterly shameless use of an RA pic *g*
It's from tomorrow night's episode, according to Pip. I'll be raising my glass at the same time as you...
Ah but it is also a projected scene in my latest wip. So if my muse cooperates, it will be my treat to get to write the scene...
Given the timing, I think we are taping Robin Hood...the Rugby World cup takes a certain precedence. Of course, with it, there are always muddy thighs to look forward to. :)
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