I often discover, part way through a creative process, that I have no idea what I’m doing.
The only current example would be this play I’m re-writing. I can’t seem to focus on it all that well, but when I do end up writing a page or two of dialogue, I have absolutely no sense of how it will all fit together.
It’s hard to know what something looks like when we’re in the middle of it. A clear image of the full concept only becomes clear on either end. I’m trying not to beat myself up for not understanding the entire forest yet as I focus on specific trees.
I can totally relate. I feel the exact same way throughout the entire writing process, interspersed with little moments of inspiration, then it’s back to wondering just what the heck I’m doing. Wishing you all the best with all your writing pursuits!
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