eager beaver

i'm bringing the wee laptop to bromont (knowlton? magog?) with me this weekend. my intention is to get there early-ish, and write a fucking outline. the only way i will be able to finish a novel is if i plan the bloody thing out from the beginning. my old habits, combined with a healthy lack of memory and a short attention span, often led to rambling and searching rather than definite path-walking.

i'm really rather looking forward to stretching my creative-writing muscles again after such a hiatus.

wonder what the story will be about? there are a few ideas rattling around in my head, but which will bear fruit?