A few months ago, I accidentally started writing a novel.
Wait, wait, hold on. Did you read that right? How do you “accidentally” start writing a novel?
It’s simple, really. You sit down in front of whatever tool or device you use to write and despite the fact that you’re already working on a million different things you just start writing this journal entry from a character you’re mildly familiar with but never planned on using in an actual story.
And you plan on just writing your random thing for an hour or so and then shutting it down and probably never looking at it again.
Ha. You’re hilarious. You think you can forget about it but you CAN’T.
So the next day you go to work on a different book and you find yourself thinking about that random thing you started writing yesterday. And you wonder what would happen if you just … spent a little more time on it. Not much. Just another hour. That’s it. No big deal.
But one hour turns into two and you repeat the same thought process the next day and all of a sudden it’s July and you’re almost done with a 100,000-word novel that has broken you and somehow put you back together again and, well. Oops.
Even though I haven’t been working on this story long, it has been one of the most challenging yet rewarding experiences of my writing life. And it all started because I was having a hard time “deciding” what to write about, and just started writing the first thing that came to mind.