So... I'm still sick and all, but my brain is finally working like a proper brain should. Or at least as properly as mine ever does. I apologize for the weirdness of the last two posts. In all seriousness, I probably should've just not posted, but I've been posting every day since September and I guess I'm just a little stubborn. Still, for some reason, yesterday's tiny, fever filled post seemed to bring in a decent amount of traffic so... I don't know, maybe I should always be mentally impaired when I post?
Anyway, I figured today I'd talk about little bit about things kind of falling into place. It's weird. I'm sure other writers or artists can identify with it, but I can work on a chapter, work on a character, work on a plot line, and have it come to no fruition for days or weeks. I'll pull out hair, curse at my screen, and otherwise annoy anyone unfortunate enough to be in my vicinity, but it's to no avail. Then it just hits. It's almost annoying, you know? You put in so much work, but sometimes it doesn't click until you unfocus and move on to something else.
I remember that several of my favorite characters and plot arcs came after I stopped really trying to figure it out and just relaxed. You can ask my better half, I've come up with a decent amount of solutions to plot holes and other problems on the way to work, just listening to music. I've had a few come to me while out hiking. I think the biggest point is, that, while one certainly shouldn't shirk their responsibilities with writing, sometimes, you just have to set it aside and let your brain do something different.
Be Excellent to Each Other
Keep your eyes open for my debut novel, The Paladin.