It may sound strange, but some of my clearest visions for The Song of the Elves and The Wolves of Winter come when I’m putting in the lengths in the local pool. There’s something about the isolation of swimming that gives one time to think through ideas and to iron out kinks in a story line.
Not to stretch the metaphor too far, but going for a swim often throws a lifeline to a stuttering plot, and helps to wash away writer’s block. It also drowns a few duff plot lines!
This brings me to my point for this week, being that I have now formulated the last scene of Wolves of Winter Part Two. The transition phase from tale 2 to tale 3, in which Mallakai enlists Tom to fight his father’s plans to re-open the Old North Road is in my head too. Hopefully by next week they will both be down on paper and I can begin the job of typing up W.O.W. II.
Up the Elves!