1200 words today, all of them on an outline.
My style of writing is slowly changing. Evolving. I used to just sit down and let the words come out, but I’ve learned that that particular well dries up pretty fast. I’ve been outlining more, mostly because a couple of workshops I took required it, and to my surprise, I like it. A lot.
In one of those ‘well, duh’ mirror moments: I can’t believe it took me so long to jump into this degree of outlining. I plan EVERYTHING. I’m the person my friends go to when they need something researched, or when they need help with logistics. When we plan a vacation? I will spend months, down to plotting out all the restaurants with good reviews and within our budget within a 10-block radius of every stopping point on our trip.
So yes. Discovering that outlining works for me when it comes to my writing? I definitely have felt quite sheepish here.
Now, it’s time to write the story. This is definitely the most ambitious story I’ve attempted, so there’s that scared worried excited thing going on right now. But I have my map, and while I’m sure things may change along the way, I won’t get quite so lost.
I just wish I could come up with a good way to find titles.