Plotting a new book is always so much fun. This weekend, out of the blue, a new idea sparked. Actually, it's a twist on an old idea. :)
Since then, the images and light bulb moments have flowed like a leak slowly getting bigger and bigger. Too bad I'm in the middle of another book. But I'm trying to write it and plot this next one at the same time (I'm a plotter, not a panster). At the very least, it makes me want to finish this one quickly. :)
For a writer, new ideas lend vitality not just to writing, but to life in general. Writers are weird that way. During life's mundane challenges – like keeping the dishes washed – our minds are busy with, well, the people in our minds. Okay, step away with the white jacket...