I’m back in the writing seat after six weeks book touring (will blog those adventures soon). I’m currently drifting from outlining to freewriting chapters and back to the outline.
It’s a fairly research-heavy book that I’m working on. The most research I’ve ever had to do. This makes it harder to just dive in and start writing the entire book until I’ve reached a certain level of mastery over the material. I’m building the world of the story in images, turning my office into that world so that ‘the walls become the world all around’ (in Where the Wild Things Are parlance). I want to dive into the jungle and be inside the story when I’m writing. I don’t want to come out until it’s done. But I have to. Every afternoon. Each time I step back in, though, I know I’ve come home.
