jumping off the cliff
So.
I did 800+ words yesterday and 600+ words today, thus wrapping up a tiny story line with a splash (in an ice-cold water with severely traumatized child in hands). I am now pondering what on earth do I do now. I see the next sentence and the next, but that’s about it. I want it to end well. I want something *good* happen, for a change. I want some breakthrough, some glimpse of understanding.
I hope that my imaginary reader wants it too, since I think that’s what I’ll most likely give.
Is having an imaginary reader just like having an imaginary friend?
(Perhaps having such a concept in my head, somebody imaginary-friend-real I’m telling a story to, could help me with my writing? Since I have an annoying habit of assuming people know what’s going in my head anyway so the only thing they need is the beautiful method of telling the story, not the story itself.)
