I'm laying on Sam's bed, talking to Sarah as I stare at the ceiling. I've got on a tank top and a pair of size large flannel pajama pants. They don't match. I'm practically falling out of the tank top, so I'm sort of tugging at it absently as I say whatever comes into my head.
"I need to be an unemployed degenerate or something. With a grant so
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For me, it's the audience that gets me to write -- they keep expecting me to turn up and tell them what happens next. When I can't -- or, more often, just don't want to -- I feel horribly guilty, and it gets me staring at it again, determined to fill the page. And, unbelievable as it is to me, it seems to usually happen. It's even got me thinking of picking up some of those other first chapters and seeing what happens.
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You're one of the best writers I know. Possibly even *the* best. Give it a plot, make us need to know what happens next. I know at least 3 of us who will show up, and it will grow from there.
Just so you know, I didn't start with a plot. Even now, 5 chapters in, I don't have much more than a general idea of where the *current* chapter is going, much less the next one. Write a scene, figure out who the characters are, and start putting one event after another. I won't lie to you -- it can be really hard, sometimes, to figure out what's next, but I've managed it, so far, and I'm no great storyteller.
Chris.
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