I started working out on plot outlines today to get the feel of how the story should progress. Each chapter will have its own plot that will stitch itself to the bigger picture. This isn’t the hard part for me. It’s like when I write my skeletons – short stories just focusing on the action, containing minimum dialogue.

Enough about that, though. I was feeling optimistic for a while now. I had a recurrence, however, on Sunday when I was reading something that left my mood deflated. It quickly passed when Jyg, Izzy and I went on the nature walk. It’s not entirely spring yet, but there was enough flowers to snap pictures of. However, the lack of butterflies was more than depressing. It cleared my head of certain things, wrapped my mind around a storyline between two characters with similar issues as mine – I won’t go into detail, but the issue isn’t written verbatim, mind you.

There are other issues I want to cover, but it’s best if I don’t cram the whole lot of them into this single storyline. By the way, there are other ideas in my head.

I think the best thing to do is just write about it so it’s not longer a part of me. It was in Kinky Friedman’s book that I learned that writing about something real might make it go away – make it vanish.