Still exploring and poking around in Scrivener, learning in childish delight all its functions; many things accomplished. Go me. Still gotta create synopses for all of the chapters to get maximum benefits of outliner function, in order to avoid having to create a spread sheet,…

… need more coffee; still feels like Monday; argh.

Multi-part beast of a story has had another growth spurt — quintet is now a sextet; story’s gone from originally being a single volume to six volumes, and that’s WITH using an outline to wrangle and paddock this critter.

Prologue — which spanned four decades — caused too many headaches and too many hangovers, so had to cleave the little bugger out of my cranium and the story’s timeline, and it’s now a Prelude Novel,… it was the only way to deal with world building and forty years of back story, the only path to clarity, the only thing I could think of to avoid pace-destroying expositions.

Again, clearly, it’s my Muse who’s in control and I’m just being dragged along for the ride because I’m the one with the fingers.

Still getting used to thinking and writing in British spellings as opposed to US spellings. Don’t know why I’ve taken to it, but it feels the right thing to do. [shrug] Maybe I’m channelling, again.