The New Secret Project (NSP) is consuming my nights and days. I’m reading books, making charts, doing research, experimenting with plans, forming plot arcs. I fell asleep doing it last night, and woke up this monring because there were some ideas that I was itching to get down on paper before they flitted away.
I know you guys think I’m a tease for not sharing the details of NSP, but, at least at first, when it hasn’t yet solidified, I’m afraid of what will happen. There’s a certain danger to the prospect. Right now, it’s as if I’ve just awakened from a dream — it’s there, on the edge of my consciousness, and can either coalesce itself into memory or disappear into the abyss.
So I’ll stop talking about it, just so it won’t be stuck in your craw. 😉 meanwhile, I’m studying hard core for the Big Test on Monday. I’m going to kick ass, I’m determined.
~Diana
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