So I’m sitting on the bus this morning, listening to one of my writing podcasts, and an idea for a future book pops into my head.
Cue the remainder of my commute being spent constructing the entire thing in my head; the structure, themes, everything. The concept and conceit slipping into place in my mind almost without trying. It’s simple. It’s clever. It’s interesting. And above all it’s going to be a lot of fun to write.
Having an idea drop into your head fully formed like this is one of the most wonderful and exciting experiences a writer can have.
And now I sit back and realise that first I have to finish off The Æther Collection, then I already have my next project planned and ready to go, meaning it’s going to be at least a year before I can start working on this new idea.