Working on a new writing project is interesting. There's this phase before it really exists that the whole thing feels entirely forced. Maybe this doesn't happen to writers that outline? But since I don't outline, I couldn't say. When I write, I usually begin with an image, an idea, or a scene. That scene is really alive, and I have a great excitement for it. But it is usually very solitary. And that means I have the rest of the novel that I still need to get excited about and imagine and create. I have the rest of the novel that I still need to get up in the air.
I once heard another writer refer to writing this way. That writing is an exercise of juggling. That the writer must get all the pieces of the story up in the air and whirling around before they can write the story and make it come together. And, the truth is, juggling only works when you keep going. Pausing in juggling is not a reality.
Which is, of course, why I am sitting here writing this post today. Because while I was in Utah I had a two week break from my new manuscript. And then when I got back, I spent a week sending out a batch of agent queries (joy of joys!!). And the only thing that could make a person spend a week sending out agent queries during writing time is the fact that it is sooooo hard to get those new manuscript balls up in the air again, especially when the plot and characters are in such a musing, incomplete position. And that means that here I am on Monday, delaying myself - yet again.
Breaks can be good though, I think. There are certainly some flavors and layers I've thought about regarding this manuscript during these three weeks away: ideas and concepts I'd like to add in. But the actually process of opening the document and living in the world of that story again is a real jump. I have a lot of balls to throw upward and somehow catch, and I'm not entirely sure I will manage it.
So, I suppose I should stop discussing that here, and get to throwing. The only way to begin is to pull your boot straps up, and go ahead and begin.