The End is Where I Begin
I’m still here, writing.
I’ve been working on something new, something different. It’s nothing like I’ve ever written before.
The last book I wrote, it started out as one thing and turned into something else. I knew the beginning. I knew the characters. I wrote where it took me, following blindly. until it became about something different.
With this one, I am attempting to plot. I have turquoise Post It’s. I have coloured sticky tape. I have index cards. If I knew how to do an Excel spreadsheet, I would.
Are you a plotter or a meanderer? It doesn’t have to be in fiction.