Caris sent me this link on Friday and I snickered. Possibly more than was entirely reasonable, but I was a bit sleep deprived. Was. Am. Anyway. I think that my writing process is slightly more stream-lined though. It’s more like this:
Then the cycle repeats. In the time I spent writing this post my brain helpfully pointed out that I could string together a whole range of different images on my hard drive to tell this story. I told my brain to shut up. I can tell when it’s procrastinating. And you can’t procrastinate at eight in the morning. That’s a horrible way to start the week. Need to save it up till at least lunch time. Well. Ten, anyway.