
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"
I swear to God, this isn't a rant about Alias. Well, not totally. I was just thinking about what drives me totally nuts about the whole show. JJ Abrams came up with a great premise, but from what I've read he sort of winged it from there. Kind of knowing where he wanted to end up but not sure about how to get there.
Ummm, I think I see clearly why I can't get a book finished. I think I belong to the JJ Abrams Attention Deficient writers group. I get an idea, I go with it, but I don't know where I'm going and then I kind of stall.
So, I'm going to get out my copy of the Writer's Journey, I'm going to plot out where I'm going. And then I'm going to write. I'm not writing until I have all of my plot points plotted out (is that redundant?).
Also, the way my hero is turning out, I may have to change his name. Not sure yet, but Ethan Rothwell might be a bit too white bread for him. (I can take suggestions on that). But I am getting psyched again about writing.