Yesterday I talked about entering the forest of new ideas to start work on my scream at me in the middle of a night dream/idea.
So I strapped on my big girl panties to enter the scary part of the forest. I'm really a step into the forest heading down the yellow brick road of beginnings.
The thing about new ideas is that they are slippy little suckers.
You have a flash of an idea, maybe a rough plot, but it pretty much leaves you to sort out the details. It's like organising a party. You know what you want but the final product requires hard work, change and lots of compromise.
That's where the yellow brick road comes in.
Most roads aren't straight, there are twists, turns, curves, dead ends and crossroads. You may set off on one road but, before you know it, you can end up in a different direction. But the brick road of a beginning, is always under your feet.
I'm not quite sure where the path is going to take, but I'm following it anyway.
I hope you are all okay on your story brick road too. :)