I achieved 737 words today, effortlessly, if not all that eloquently. But it got the job done. More importantly, I have conceived of more plot that glues the whole thing together. This process of developing plot is uneven and rather clumsy, coming in bits and pieces, and building upon what came before. It’s a lot like Bob Ross, the artist in PBS from the ‘70s, who built his layers of background upon background, sky, mountains and trees, and then adding the finer details after all that was done. Only this is not a fast process like he painted his pictures. Sometimes it’s like pulling teeth. Other times it just falls on my head. Tomorrow I will continue working on chapter 12. I had hoped to get more done this weekend, but there’s a lot of chores and a lot of mental drag.