Late posting today–it’s been meeting after meeting after meeting, and according to my Vivofit, I slept 2.25 hours last night. BUT I came across this tucked underneath some TBR books–one or two of which I’m giving away today to a commenter, by the way.
So, in the writing world, there are plotters, there are pantsers, and there are hybrids. Plotters work out every detail of their book before they start writing; pantsers write by the seat of their pants, beginning with a rough idea and seeing where it takes them; hybrids do a loose plot so they don’t wander too far afield yet still have room to let their subconscious take over and take their characters into unplanned realms.
I’m a hybrid that leans toward the plotter side of the thing. Usually, the “big idea” comes first–a vaccine makes blood poisonous to vampires, a hurricane tears down the borders between worlds. THEN I find the characters to play out that “big idea.”
Every once in a while, though, especially in a series, the characters come before the big idea. New people come and go in the Sentinels and Penton books, but there are some mainstays that take a lot of work to avoid becoming stale.
Some authors plot on index cards or post it notes that they can rearrange on a wall or a corkboard. Others, like me, prefer the electronic route and plot by computer.
Except I don’t, really. When I do my most serious plotting is in the car, where I’m in traffic and have nothing on which to write. Or in a store while I’m shopping. Or when I’m downstairs watching TV or cooking dinner. The more I write, the more intrusive I find the computer in the plotting process. My Freudian analysis of this is that by removing myself from the keyboard, where I can really and truly type at a rate of 125 words per minute and blither endlessly about nothing, I force myself to slow down and actually think.
THINKING=PLOTTING. What a novel concept.
Anyway, here’s what I found, my thinking/plotting from Allegiance.
Yes, that is, I believe, a bit of junk mail–a solicitation for a magazine subscription. It’s all I could find to write on. I pulled it out of my floorboard while stopped at a red light and
scribbled as I drove.
Is plotting while driving a bigger offense than texting while driving?
What kind of plotter do you think you would be if you were (or are) a writer? Any questions you’d like to ask about the plotting process? Leave a comment to be entered for a couple of TBR books!