Getting Ready To Crawl Into The Cave

The Cave is beckoning me. The one that I go into when it’s time to write, research, edit, or just ignore reality in general. I’m fortunate because there’s a physical cave (my bedroom), but there’s also one in my head that I can dive into every now and then in public and no one has any idea that I’m just not really there anymore.

Writing is a funny business, because I’d say most of the writing that I do has nothing to do with actually writing. Most of it is me taking little brain day-trips into the cave while my body keeps doing important things (like work) and my brain is like, “Hey, what if this happened? Ohh… or then this? And what about THAT?”

A lot of the real work is just me, staring into space, putting people that don’t exist through things that never actually happened. Usually I end up pulling them back out and making them do it again, seeing if we get a different result the next time. These poor people. Sometimes I imagine my characters are probably like — “Really, we got this girl? Why can’t I end up in a nice rom-com?”

And the answer to that is – Mindy’s cave art is not conducive to rom-coms.

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