Deep Breath

I just finished a session working out the structure of a new story. I've carried this one around a very long time and finally - finally - have the courage to make the sort of structural changes to the beast that it needs.

 I started this one a decade ago on a long drive and have pulled it out in my mind probably a hundred times. Each time I pulled it out I would stick to basically the same pattern of events and the same core encounters until they set like headstones row on row.

I needed a new design, some new character interaction, and a chainsaw to bunch of what I wanted to say but that the story didn't need.

Three hours later - and some courage stuck to the sticking place - and I am ready with the new outline and new approach to move from scenes and text fragments to a draft.

I'm excited now to give this one a good run. I'm happy some of those rows have been rearranged.

I need a deep breath and maybe just a little more courage to push through this draft. It has more of me in it than I'd like. If only they were not those embarrassing parts we all carry around.