Page 172, Chapter 11. Big events on the way with details coming together in my notes. The danger Tracy encountered in "Two Faces, Two Faced" was a stroll in the park by comparison. "Game Faces" is starting to read like material for an action movie.
I still back up and tweak things here and there, sometimes because I return to read a passage for its details and notice things I need to change--repetition of words, something I missed while typing. Other times, rereading will provide ideas for the next passage I'll be working on. It's all fluid.
Once again I marvel at other authors who can and insist on producing a detailed outline before commencing to write anything at all. I'd be afraid half my good ideas would fly right out of my head as I tinkered with the outline trying to get that right. Of course, maybe those terribly organized writers have the luxury of doing it as a full-time job. Those of us "still workin' for the man every night and day" (as the song goes) must divide our time with too little of it going into doing what we love.
Someday . . .
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