Monday, June 25, 2007
My Brain Hurts
So last night I lit a candle -- part of my writing ritual when I'm feeling really stumped -- and sat down to start the major surgery on Chapter 2.
And what do you know: I indeed had a flash of inspiration that answered a nagging plot problem about the novel.
In answering one huge question, though, the solution raises five others. I now have to solve a complicated geneological riddle and a convoluted time-travel paradox. Gahhhhhh.
Note to self: When you tell people that you're never going to write something that requires historical research or six-generation family trees, keep your word!
Or, rather, never claim that you'll never write a certain kind of book . . . because if you do, that's exactly the book you'll wind up writing.