Writing is an experience.
Sometimes, the trip is quick and decisive. Before NaNoWriMo ever happened, I had written a full-length novel in thirty days. It was, I think, a God-thing. Was it my best work? Not from my current perspective, but at the time? Yes.
Sometimes, the trip is long but easily mapped. Like following the progression of Elizabeth Bennet throughout Pride and Prejudice. There is a starting place, easily-found stops along the road, and an ending place. (This is not belittling one of my favorite novels of all time; this is merely to illustrate a concept.)
Sometimes, though, the experience of writing feels more like experiencing The Lord of the Rings from the perspective of Pippin or Merry. There’s a huge CONCEPT and you can feel so SMALL and it’s baffling. And then ORCS drag you off and you’re totally out of control. Hopefully, in the end, you…
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