One boulder, apply impetus to taste...
For me, the problem with not touching a story for a while is that I have to get the momentum going again. The longer the story, the harder I have to lean on it to get anything moving, and the more I want to remove myself from the chair and go work on, well, anything else. ::sigh:: Two months of barely touching something that's got 72,000 words? Hoo boy. But I got another 1000 words written on the damn novel (it will cease being that %^&* novel once it's outrunning me, rather than nearly flattening me while I push) and I think I know where it goes next.
I still don't know how in the hell to get the story from the last coherent portion to this point, but I'll figure that out after I get this scene done. It's been driving me nuts for months while I wrote other things, so screw it, I'll finish it and then maybe the rest of the plot will make sense to me. (Note to self: Never again leave a pivotal scene alone to go write the intervening details. Screw the intervening details; if I have to write the scenes out of order, finish the mother before doubling back.)
Oh, and a book recommendation: Jim Butcher's Furies of Calderon is well worth buying in hardback. I'm just saying.
I still don't know how in the hell to get the story from the last coherent portion to this point, but I'll figure that out after I get this scene done. It's been driving me nuts for months while I wrote other things, so screw it, I'll finish it and then maybe the rest of the plot will make sense to me. (Note to self: Never again leave a pivotal scene alone to go write the intervening details. Screw the intervening details; if I have to write the scenes out of order, finish the mother before doubling back.)
Oh, and a book recommendation: Jim Butcher's Furies of Calderon is well worth buying in hardback. I'm just saying.