I have officially arrived at the “Over Thinking” place.
I blame it on too many books about writing. The last one steered my right past “I Can Do This,” where I’ve been putzying comfortably for a month or more.
Suddenly I am bogged down by complicated transition rules and how to develop the perfect momentum through goals, obstacles, disasters, dilemmas, and resolutions to achieve a well-crafted novel.
My absolute inexperience is staring me down like an overbearing college professor, demanding undue respect in spite of its irrelevance, at least with this project. Why should I be so intimidated? I am prepared for the first draft to suck… I don’t even care. I really, really want to create a draft!
I’ve always been overly into research. With November rushing to meet me, now is not a good time to be horrified by the daunting goal I’ve set for myself.
So I’m off to do some free writes and random, unfettered creating in order to get past my fear that this is too complicated. It’s just writing! I’ve been doing this since I was a kid…