The writing mind...

[alfreda89]

I am working my way through a scene with Allie trying to feel her way as an instructor of young future practitioners. When I am with Allie, and she is analyzing the scene through her own experiences and reading, it flows quickly. But when I get to the part where a boy is trying to explain how he accidentally did a spell, I creep.

I type a line or two, and then I heat a cup of tea.

I come back, type another paragraph, then make a phone call for an order.

I type two more sentences, by themselves, because the ideas are important.

Toast a brown rice tortilla and break it into little pieces to nibble on.

Two more sentences.

I can't wait until I get back to Allie grasping what he is trying to explain, and they start experimenting. Then I think it will begin to flow again.

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Oh, I know that feeling. I was doing something similar this afternoon, with my character going somewhere and observing stuff that she doesn't really understand... I know what happens when she gets where she's going, but I need this bit, too, and well, I read twitter a lot.

[alfreda89.livejournal.com]

And yet, the back brain is working. It's hard sometimes to explain to people that yes, we are writing.

I wish I was also cooking, and I had plans to stop a couple of places before a class, but I suspect I'll be writing right up until I leave for class.