So that idea I’ve been nursing? The one I’m not sure will work as a story? I did a wee bit of research and started scribbling notes, getting into that phase of the process that I like to call dream time. And now I actually have some characters and a plot. A little more dream time, maybe, and I’ll actually be able to start drafting.
And I’m still not sure it will work.
Not that that will stop me, natch. Sometimes you just write the damned thing because you have no other choice.
Right, then. No promises, but there’s a chance Magic Meter may make an appearance next week.
No updates for Write Club.
And I’m out.
