This spot in Georgia was a great place to sit and dream. Natural beauty usually stirs my imagination. Fresh scenes and bits of dialogue seem to float in to my mind like a soft spring breeze. I’m not trying over romanticize the experience; wooded areas are my muse.
As I continue to work on the rough outline of the my intended NaNoWriMo novel, I’m realizing that I may need to take a walk in the woods soon.
The major story elements are there, yet I’m staring at a mostly blank chapter-by-chapter outline. The time to truly worry about lack of scenes and dialogue is the last week of November, but I am trying to fill in the empty lines with at least a little something now, i.e. trying to curtail the possibility of ‘writer’s block.’
So I’m multi-tasking today by taking care of my responsibilities and and letting my imagination run free in the back of my mind so that by Monday I will have a full chapter-by-chapter outline. Even if they aren’t my best ideas. Even if the story isn’t as strong as it could be.
That is, after all, what editing is for. 🙂
What is your muse? Where does inspiration consistently strike you?