My Muse Refuses to Plot

I have a confession to make.  It’s been months since I’ve written anything worthwhile in any of my works-in-progress.  Each story is plotted and I can clearly see every scene and ending, but the words to show my characters’ journeys have been more elusive than spotting a blind albino papermaker riding a three-legged flatulent horse.

This morning in my twilight sleep the answer to my dilemma finally came.  I’m a pantser, not a plotter. Continue reading