Actually, I love lots of things about writing, but here's one in particular that I always comment to Vicki about when it happens (and now the poor woman has to read about it here, too):
I get a huge thrill when, as I'm thinking about some aspect of the current novel, I suddenly realize there's a perfect bridge between two disparate parts of the story. It always hits me as such a revelation that I wonder if maybe, somehow, I'd always subconsciously planned for it to come together like that. And then I recognize that that's bullshit and I just got lucky!
Had one of those tonight for novel # 3, and it's a beauty. But if you ask me later, I'll always claim I planned it this way!
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