One of the most frustrating things for me as a writer is when I have the idea in my head but just can’t get it to paper (or PC, as the case may be). Right now, it’s because the idea I have is too big.
I’m not saying that to brag, I’m just saying that right now the idea that’s in my head is kind of a big picture. I want to write it, but right now I’m reminded of when I was a kid and my mother used to let me earn Hot Wheels cars. She would make up a chart and if I did certain chores (without being asked) the spaces on the chart would get colored in. Once they were all colored in, I would get the car of my choice. But I was always impatient, especially at the beginning of the chart. I wanted the car now!
Eventually, I would calm down and start doing the little things and, pretty soon, the marks would start showing up on the chart. Right now, I have this idea in my head, but I’m having trouble making myself do all the little things that will get me there. In this case, those pesky little things called sentences and paragraphs.
I’ll get there, though. I know from past experience (the thirteen published novels, the half-dozen written but not yet published, the one I can’t publish) that the story and the novel will come. Eventually, it’ll reach a boil and I’ll have to get it written down. I’ll do nothing but eat, sleep and write (away from work) to the point of almost alienating those around me and then I’ll come out the other side thinking, “That wasn’t so bad. I should write like that all the time!”