Usually, I’m good at making schedules. My schedules, give or take a week, are rigid. I respect them. I know well that if I start cutting slack there, well laid plans go haywire. My team-editor and designer-is very good about planning also. So, for the most part, the wheels turn as expected, and books come out as projected.
Unless, I come across an opinionated muse. In which case, all projections get thrown out the window and I simply flow with the said muse. That’s what happened when I began my Empire series.
The first book of Empire, “The Eternity Prophecy,” was supposed to be a small novel (around the 40K words mark). It should have been completed in October/November of 2015. Instead, I have changed the projected date three times, and it continues to be a work in progress. And I still, don’t just tolerate it, but consider it one of my best projects yet.
Why, I often wonder? Doesn’t the slip in schedule annoy me? Doesn’t it make be want to shove the jinxed files deep under that proverbial rug and ignore them? Doesn’t it make me want to work instead on the books that are coming together easier?
Oddly, it doesn’t. For reasons unknown, I’m liking being carried away by my muse. That doesn’t mean that I’ve turned into this happy-go-lucky person who always goes with the flow and never allows the unavoidable messes of writing life bother her. I’m not in the least happy-go-lucky. Positive? Always. But fretting and fussing enough to shorten my life expectancy. That’s me.
However, this project feels different. It writes different and reads different also. It’s more muse driven than me driven. I’m anxious because it’s taking too long, but I’m equally interested in seeing the results when it’s finally done. Also enjoying going with the flow, possibly because the unbridled creativity is nourishing my brain.
I’ve completed about 60% of it. Which means, I should have it wrapped up in another month or two (another slip from the current January 2016 projection, and hopefully the last one). I’m hoping I should, that is. But, whatever the result may look like, I will have enjoyed the process. And that, makes every slippage worth it.
Has this ever happened to you? Have you ever, against your grain, given in to your muse and enjoyed the result? Do share in the comments.