Well, after two out of the four months spent on road trips, I’m back and writing with reasonable efficiency. I did zero writing on the trips, but I did note a bunch of ideas. It’s just too hard to write on a (mostly) solo road trip. There’s just too much thrashing involved in the mindspace switching between driving hundreds of miles a day, photography and writing. So two out of three was all I’d expected anyway.
No other trips planned at the moment, though I often try to go away on train trips or other city destinations in winter. We’ll see. I don’t plan any further ahead than absolutely necessary.
Since returning home a couple of weeks ago, I’ve pretty much finished the first draft. I’m going through finding and trimming loose ends, planting candlesticks for use as murder weapons later (metaphorically speaking) and generally looking things over for the second draft process.
I feel like things are coming together pretty well. Of course, everyone may hate it. But if I don’t, that’s a start.
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