My 94
year old mother is my first reader. As I progress through this current novel, I
read each scene out loud to her over the telephone. I don’t share early drafts
with anyone else, because I’m not really looking for input at this stage, but
my mum and I have this thing going and we both love it. She commented the other
day how each scene is building up her interest (good to hear) and she’s getting
immersed in the characters (very good to hear.) But yesterday I had no scene to
read to her and she was quite disappointed.
No, it wasn’t that I was too busy, I just couldn’t write the next scene.
I didn’t know what to write. I was worried
about what to write. This amazed her.
“You worry about your writing?” she
said. “It all sounds so effortless.”
I told
her all authors worry (most, anyway.) This was a revelation to her.
I also
told her that I’d have the next scene pronto. I have a strategy that works so
well for me MOST OF THE TIME. I have a
card with the next four scenes listed, just one line about each. As I write the
scene, it gets crossed off and I add another one to the bottom of the list. It
gives me a kind of map. Four scenes only as I don’t want to get blocked into a
sequence of scenes that might not work. The night before, I think about the
next scene and let my mind go anywhere while I make notes. I brainstorm,
speculate, visualize, ask questions, maybe write down a few scraps of dialogue
but I don’t allow myself to start the scene. Even if I’m keen. It’s not
allowing myself to write that seems to free up the creative side of my brain.
How hard is it to make notes? Then it percolates all night (sometimes it starts
writing itself in my head in the middle of the night!)
I take
a walk in the morning with my dog. I let my mind rehearse the scene. When I
finally pour my cup of tea and get to the computer, I’ve built up a lot of
anticipation and I’m usually raring to go.
After I write, I record the scene in my journal, sometimes noting the
word count. That gives me a great feeling of accomplishment.
Then I
read it to my mum.
She
always ends with, “What’s going to happen next?” I check my list of scenes of
my card. It’s so reassuring to know.
Merry Christmas and best wishes for an amazing new year of writing!