This month, my novel is in trusted hands. I have a new novel on a slow, long simmer. I’m excited about it (so excited) but it needs time to breathe. So I’ve decided to write with more freedom and experimentation. I want to try new things.
This month, I thought, I’ll write for me and only me. I’ll imagine a story the way I have to imagine it. Which is: each frame, the flicker of moving film. I’ll hear the story the way I need to hear it. Which is: each line, the measure of a song.
In a way, I’ve always written to music and pictures. I imagine a scene in my mind first, then feel the rhythm of the words. And all the revision (so. much. revision) is working towards that original moving, breathing, melody.
I’m starting a new project. For me and only me (as someone who spends hours a day writing for a whining corporate giant, I feel I must reiterate this.) There are new ways to experience story, to physically interact with it. And I’ve got ideas.
What are you working on this month?