Chuggin' Along

I've almost reached the halfway point in the current book, rough draft. I'm always surprised when things happen that I didn't predict, but work perfectly for the story. I always have main events plotted out in my mind map which I know have to happen, and sometimes these change, but stuff always pops up that I didn't plan.

Throws me a curve. Sometimes things will happen and I don't know why right away, but there is usually a reason for it, and it makes sense later on in the story. Always freaks me out, because it's like my subconscious knows better than my conscious mind does. I really have to trust myself, and sometimes this is difficult because I'm kind of running blind on it. But it usually works out.

This is the magic of creating a story, and I love it. There is nothing like the rush, the high of everything coming together, coalecing. Wow.

So I'm at that point where I need to trust myself. Stuff is happening that I didn't plan, seemingly from out of nowhere, and I know there are reasons for them, but it's hard to just let go when I don't know what those reasons are.

But then, that's the fun of this thing we call writing. Taking a walk in those deep, dark woods to see what you'll find, or what will find you.