I have a writing friend who insists she has a finite number of book ideas in her head. She gets to the end of a contract and panics because she doesn’t have a new idea. This never happens to me. I have the opposite problem – idea bombardment. I have four books to write from now until December 15th. Two are romantic suspense and two are straight contemporary romance. You’d think I’d be consumed by those books, possibly throwing up a little because the deadlines are tight, and focusing on those four plotlines only. Yes and no.
While I am consumed, a little deadline dizzy and focused, I’m also thinking ahead. For some reason, whenever I need to go on a serious writing run new ideas for stories that aren’t under contract pop into my head. Like, they storm in and the plots start moving. If I didn’t write for a living I would truly worry that there is something wrong with me.
This cycle has happened repeatedly over the last few weeks. Since I have almost no short-term memory, when the ideas come I need to take some notes or risk losing the idea forever. Unfortunately, that eats up time but I found out the hard way over the last six years that this is how my mind works. Take notes or else!
So, today while I work on a contemporary that’s due for Berkley on August 1st I will also be mentally wrestling with a new super sexy contemp idea that came into my head two days ago and a space cowboys idea that’s been kicking around up there for months. At some point I will stop and take notes on the new contemporary idea so I don’t lose it. I’ll probably have that moment of doubt where I wonder if that new idea is the one I should be writing for Berkley instead of the one I sold, and eventually the voices will die down and I’ll get the pages done on the deadline book…I hope.