Buttersby Commentary

Chapter Eleven is up, including a brief discussion of how my ideas affect my writing.

Yesterday I had a minor writing crisis.  I got to the point in Ichabod where I realized that the ending–as I had plotted it–didn’t work.  I hadn’t thought through some of the implications of various events.  So I had to switch gears from writing mode to planning mode, and that was something that proved more difficult than it should have been, really.  I guess I just had gotten myself into this nice little rut where I could just out my head down and barrel through the story, and I was enjoying that so much that when I ran into an obstacle, it left me dazed for a bit.  No worries, though.  I’ve fixed the outline, and I like it even more than I did before.  Problem solved.

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