Now that the edits for book two have been completed, this month saw some significant progress on book three, Tongue of Hauden. I haven’t had time to write a lot of new material lately, so it was very nice to have put the writing blinders on and ignore everything else for a few weeks and just write.
I was once again amazed at the ebbs and flows of the writing process as the words just seemed to burst onto the page. Another thing that never ceases to amaze me is that no matter how well I think I have a scene outlined, I always find that it shifts and expands in ways I hadn’t imagined. In a way, I guess this is to be expected, since penning the details of a scene often breeds another idea, and before long, this cascade of imagination blooms into a fully flushed out scene. It is striking that it often feels like a scene “writes itself”; there is a detachment that occurs that is difficult to explain – perhaps this makes sense to another writer, I don’t know.