As I head into the second month of consistent writing on this novel project (yes, it’s new and it’s a novel…badaba-ching!), I’m reminded again that a light, flexible framework is the best way for me to form my story. Because I tend to be a write-to-discover kinda writer. A Jack Kerouac kinda writer, whose words and ideas twist and dip to the beautiful rhythm of a sax and a snare with the whoosh and swish of feelings and insights and dreams and thoughts that meld and blend and become a story, yeah!
In other words, J.K Rowling I am not. I don’t have the next seven paragraphs mapped out, much less seven books.
Yes, I have a plot (in the loosest sense of the term) and some characters (many still only partially defined), and a general sense of what I’d like to get out of this whole thing (a sense of completion, at the very least!), but it’s all very transient and ephemeral. I’m like a spider who spins a beautiful, complex-yet-symmetrical web, only to have part of it destroyed by a great bumbling epiphany or a gust of insight. So I rebuild, yet each time I do the web is different, sections of old remapped to pieces of new. Beautiful again in a new way.
Wow, that analogy was almost awesome.