I've been working on this memoir over the past twelve years and am determined to finish it and find it a publishing home this year. I tend to be a "pantster." That is someone who writes what comes into her mind, rather than a "plotter" who has the direction of the story plotted out before beginning. But this story is so important to me that I'm determined to get it right. Plot if I must.
The Plot Whisperer by Martha Alderson is my main guide. I'm a visual and tactile learner, so putting up a plot chart on the wall seemed like a perfect way to work. I'm surprised, though, that I'm experiencing some resistance to committing to a line. I keep adding more paper to the chart, and now I have a lot of big blank space stuck to my wall. I've had this heavy botany paper hanging around so long, it's beginning to turn yellow. Curiously, as I was taking more sheets out of the plastic sleeve, I found an envelope. In the envelope were recipe cards that my mother had carefully typed ... all of them for appetizers. Is this a beyond-the-grave message from her? What could this mean?
Let's face it. I'm stuck for the moment. Do I take a walk? A nap? Or have some forbidden chocolate that will make my tummy ache later? Stay tuned.
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