As a writer, I try to temper my instincts - which I know will lead my up and down every garden path that suggests itself, not to mention taking me off at an infinite number of tangents - with planning.
I am 'inbetween' long works, having completed the first drafts of two noves since Sept 1st last year, due to the ministrations of those nice people at the NI90 community (on LJ) So, my mind is open to a ideas. In the last week I have three times walked into the office with first lines in my head, but that was all - just a sentence, no idea what was going to happen in the story or who my characters were. I now have three short stories I didn't have this time last week.
Are they any good? How should I know, I only write them. I'll find out when I commit them to the black sea of submission. They will now be left on the corkboard for a suitable period of maturation, rest and reflection - hopefully forgetting all about them. Then we'll see.
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