My brain is full. And for the first time since I forced my butt in a chair to write 4.5 years ago, I have no idea where to go next with this story.
So I sit here, inert. Brain dead. Wondering. Worrying. In a well of doubt.
Do I scuttle it and lose $50? Write what I originally planned and the heck with the issues facing it? Tweak it and hope for the best in regard to the GH? Or do I rework it completely and slap the title on the entry even though it no longer suits the story for the GH? AAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Yesterday I read BREAK INTO FICTION. The entire thing. Front to back. Great for the next book, and it’ll help with this book, but I’m not sure how much I can save. It’s like throwing a lifeline to a boat with holes and too many people inside. Someone is going to drown no matter what I do.
I brainstormed. I plotted. I bought sharpie pens. I got poster board. I made gobs of notes.
But now, today, in this moment. I got nothing. Nada. It’s not a writer’s block. I can write. I just don’t know if what I choose to write will be the right write.
Yesterday, I reread my reasons for writing the story and the original hero/heroine cards I started with and I feel the answer is lurking in them. But where? I have my fishing line out, a hook in the water, and a minnow on the end. But no nibbles are answering my line.
So today? What to do?
I’ll play around with it all a bit more. I’ll fill out note cards, make my GMC charts, review my brainstorming notes, go through the BIF templates a CP sent me (thanks G!), and pray for serious AHA solution moment to show up between now and Monday.
And I’ll query another agent with the third MS just feel some sense of accomplishment.