What is it?

A question again, of where these stories come from, and, how they come.

I have wanted, for months, to return to the Mammoth Hunters. Have seen the images, have walked in that village, have talked with the old women.

Have seen the aftermath, of the comradery, and, what that would draw and now, after finding my character, returning, not at the end, as I had PLANNED out, had outlined, and had journaled, but in the middle, at a place which seemed intentionally left open to allow just this…

Everything is on its head.

The good guys, now seem like the bad guys and…

There is a tie in to the third series, and, possibly the second. Possibly.

This kind of writing has held me back for decades. Mostly because I thought things had to be a certain way, and I’m learning now, they don’t have to be.

Its fine that I created these elaborate outlines, though nowhere near as detailed as someone who actually relies on them. And, they were fun. They helped build imagery and, quasi “memories”, enough that the writing should have been able to flow but then,

it didn’t work that way. Again. Often times the outlines do help. Often times the journaling does make a difference. Did it here? The poems help more. They are more predictive. They offer more structure. Many times, the poems can simply be “Plugged in”, though, I think I will eventually go back and smooth in their entry a bit, but, maybe not. Maybe they will be fine.

Still,

Still, Everything is different now, and I am about to enter a scene that, is familiar, but, I don’t know what is going to happen. I don’t know how Raven will get from the Mammoth Hunters to the Broken City.

And, by, “How”, I mean, what are the story mechanics? Will he go to the People Beneath the Mountain, first?

I think he will, and, I don’t think I’ll have to change the latter part of the book much, if, at all, if he does.

I’m beginning to think it will help to explain a lot, if he does. But,

we’ll see.

-Timberbee