Q. The one truth hiding amongst the six lies of my "Creative Writer" award entry?
A. I went bowling with Colin Powell.
This was when I worked for him at America's Promise. WAYYYYYYY back in the day (what, '98, '99?). So one day he shows up in jeans and a chambray shirt, driving that shiny blue PT Cruiser of his, and we all go bowling, and I shared a lane with him. Also got to go to his house one year for his Christmas party, and THAT was inneresting. Downstairs? He has this really shiny, nifty study, and in it are some great framed pictures, like the one of him on the phone in the Oval Office, like, ending the Gulf War.
EN. EE. WAY. So how do you catch a unique rabbit? Why, unique up on it, of course. *audience groans* But what if it's a unique manuscript? There's no sneaking up on that - because if it's anything like my current MS, it's too busy stalking you everywhere you go. And, sometimes, fo realz, y'all? I wish it weren't hunting season. Then I could lounge, eat a bunch of Swedish Fish, and watch the WHOLE DAY go by.
So how do you escape that ever-present WIP? I know we should take breaks, a night off, etc. But I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about what do you do AFTER you take that night off, but the plot of your MS, the stress of it, the pressure to finish it--it all still won't go away. Take yesterday. Yesterday, I literally ran away: I went jogging cuz my head was about to explode from all the MS ideas in there. And while I felt better like I always do after a run, I came panting back into my driveway with my head full of NEW ideas for the MS. So I can't escape. Even when I'm escaping. *goes barking mad*
So what do you do when this happens? How do you unplug your BRAIN from the MS when it's always there, looming, gibbering--stealing all your Swedish Fish?