A new idea has hit me, HARD! It's following me around. It wanted some of my pizza, and it's sneaking my chocolate when I'm not looking. It even came into the shower with me, and insisted on talking the whole time I was washing my hair and trying to give my usual water concert.
I'm listening to my AC/DC pandora station, and this idea LOVES these songs. I think it's somehow bribing the website to play the most badass, awesome songs possible to distract me from the project I'm working on.
It's writing scenes in my head, scenes not even in the scope of the first book. It's showing me past and future and how things twist together. It's tantalizing me with elements of my favorite kind of writing, dark, edgy elements that make me squirm with restrained desire to pull up a new, fresh document.
Look, Idea: I'm in the middle of something right now, and it's going really well. We've made it to second base, and I really think we might go all the way, IF you don't interfere. Just hang in there...I'm the love-em-and-leave-em type. Most writers are. So please, Idea, won't you wait for me? I promise I'll make it worth your while...