I had a great idea, but it evaporated ... and I keep having all these ideas for plot, yet none of them have solidified into anything worth noting. I'm not even sure of the genre I'm going for, though I doubt that whatever I write will end up becoming a door stop. Unlike some I could mention, who reached 50,000 words in the first eleven days. Pah, I say. And poo.
I want to be organised! I want a well written, and logically laid out outline! I want to be able to refer to comprehensively drawn character notes on neat cards in an smart index box ... I want all these things!!! Want ... WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
I'm sure there's a Buddhist saying to cover my 'problem'. I'll ask M in the morning. The bottom line is: I'm a pantser, and proud! Perhaps I'll start P.A. Except I've already outed myself. Damn.
More Daimoku required.