Two weeks ago I wrote in this blog: "Across the fields, I can hear a voice tempting me down another fantastical road." Well, that voice has been nagging at me ever since and I've followed the cake crumb trail back to where I started.
This morning I began to outline the direction of the more outlandish of the two children's books I have had in mind. A third prospect still looms at the crossroads, but I don't think I'll go there for a while, though I always have a sense of that path in the back of my mind.
I've been doing a lot of fidgeting in my chair today, but I have at least sat here for two hours, staring beyond the screen. I shall sit here for two hours tomorrow and the day after... and so on until it is done. I have made some notes, if not written the first sentence. I know where I shall begin.
As for the other book, who knows? Indecision is sometimes the mother of invention.
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