Daily writing has always been a good plan. It has not always been an executable plan. I do work everyday without a plan, so at least I’m accomplishing something.
A book I am reading makes me aware that I’ve long since lost any sense of what it’s like to be confused about being in love. And I used to be a master of being confused about being in love. It makes me wonder how I’d incorporate such a theme in a story of mine.
Unlike some themes I feel I’m not qualified to write, this one feels like a hurdle and not a wall. Maybe Triti should fall in love with Brother Gane? And Brother Gane with You? Hmmm.