Stuck, In A Good Way

I ended up writing 400 words last night, rather more than I expected, or even hoped. I started the next scene, the one immediately after the big turning point. Since this scene is Ilsabet’s reaction to the turning point — which is in Narthé’s point of view — I had something to start with.

But once I got through her initial processing of what happened — what then? I still don’t know. I thought about it all the way home on the bus, and had some floaty ideas, but nothing that reallygelled. I might end up taking the night off, because I don’t know what to do next.

Of course, every time I think, “I’m gonna take the night off,” I turn into a scribbling fiend.  And, really, if I am stuck, I’m stuck in a good way.

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