The remodelling of my garden is only half complete, and I'm still uptight at having workmen around all day but this morning I began to work in earnest on the outline of my next novel.
I can picture the beginning, some of the middle and the end - especailly the end. It will be a week yet before the garden is finished and I know, from experience, that the presence of workmen does tend to slow the creative juices somewhat. This will give me time to know my outline back to front and upside down. I'm convinced, after the uncertainty experienced when writing my last book that as far as I am concerned careful planning of the plot segments is absolutely essential. I must know where I am going. Hopefully a well established outline will give a steady flow of writing. I don't have a new contract yet, but I am writing in faith that I will.
