Early this morning I indulged in a brainstorming session with Maisey, Jackie and Jane. *happy sigh. But now? Now I desperately want to start the story I told them about. I love, love, LOVE this initial phase where I have a super-shiny idea that could be amazing… IF I take the time to develop it, and IF I make all the right decisions along the way, and IF I can do it justice.
I’ve learned not to get ahead of myself and start scrawling stuff down (or typing ) without giving it some serious thought first. But I really, really want to. Yes, I’m writing something else and it makes more sense to complete that first. But still…
And it gets worse. Or better, depending on your perspective. I’m excited about other stories, too. Ones I’ll get to enjoy as a reader, and don’t want to have to wait for. Everything is exciting and the forward momentum is great. It’s such a shame that all of these lovely, shiny story ideas have to take-a-number.
How do you cope with waiting to write/read something when most other things are instant and available at the push of a button? If you’re as impatient as I am then I hope what you’re waiting on arrives very shortly.