Laws are like sausages, it is better not to see them being made. – Otto von Bismarck
Well, Chancellor von Bismarck, the same can be said of my writing. I’m smack-dab in the middle of my latest WIP, and it’s looking a whole lot like a bunch of ground up meat and spices ready to be stuffed into sausage casings.
I’ve got a bunch of scenes (in no particular order), no chapter breaks, and a bunch of notes with ideas for additional scenes. I’ve also got some very polished scenes, alongside notes for future research, some half-baked dialogue, and even a few scenes that will likely be throwaways. It ain’t pretty.
Every one of my WIPs has gone through this stage, and I never fail to wonder if it will ever come together and actually look like a sausage, er, a book.
First, I should point out that I am an, ahem, organic writer. I start with a premise and then figure out where the story goes as I write it. It’s part of the fun. And the torture.
Sometimes I wish I was one of those writers who plotted everything out to the nth degree. The ones who outline every plot point, turning point, and black moment. But alas, I am not. Which is rather strange, since everything else in my life is organized down to the last detail.
But maybe that’s why my WIPs are so messy. My life is so structured that it’s the one place I get to doodle, daydream, dabble in my metaphorical finger paints, and otherwise let my imagination run wild. Even if it is a little messy. Like making sausage.
How do you write? Are you the linear, engineering type? Or do you lean toward the sausage-maker like me?