It takes me longer these days to get an idea to come to fruition. Most of the time the idea comes in as bits and pieces. I know I have something interesting, but its not all there yet. I'm not sure if its because I'm older, my energy is divided amongst too many things or I have an intense job that depletes me of my mental strength. I'm sure its a combo of them all. Or maybe I just know now that there is more to the idea and I need to wait. When I was younger I would go ahead with a half baked notion.
I've been writing for the second issue of The Manor and one part has been giving me a problem. I've written it over eight times. Still not liking it.
Today, Ivy and I go out to the grocery store she loves. I like it because it has big ass tables I can spread my crap all over, put on my iPod and go to work. I kept it simple today, no Nook, no cell phone and no laptop. I took the maps I was working with and just a tablet with the seed of an idea on it and a pen. Old school writing time!
I've written for many years with a wide range of success and failures. I was just reading over at Telecanter's Receding Rules about his discovery of things. How he likes to single things out and make them work. I know what he's talking about. I do it with my writing. I do it with reading other people's works. Apparently I do it at the grocery store watching people get mad because they aren't getting their beer.
Back to work for me.