The Mysterioius Magic of Writing
I knew it was time to get up this morning (6ish), when my mind was busy writing. I say 'writing', since I was actually composing sentences. This made me ecstatic, because it meant it was time to stop researching and start working on the next chapter of The Order of Death and Other Secret Societies. I have a pretty good general knowledge of the Yakuza -- that's the secret society I'm currently working on, so now I'm ready to begin weaving it into a story. I have a general plot, and as for the rest, I'm confident the details will present themselves as I go along. Certainly I'll have to hunt down more information as I go, but I'm ready to get at the writing.
The thing that is so cool is that the appearance of those first sentences in my head as I lay in bed set the tone for the story, and that tone is totally different than the one for the Skull and Bones story. The writing style for this story will be matched with the nature of the country -- Japan -- where the Yakuza are headquartered. I didn't set out to do this intentionally, but my inner muse must have known it was the right thing to do. The story will still have lots of action and suspense, but it will be told differently.
Somehow I know that this will be the case with the other five stories too. The narrative style will automatically change with the subject. I find that magical, mysterious, and absolutely wonderful, because it's an unconscious adjustment. It's intuitive. I am not doing it on purpose. But I am totally confident it is the right thing to do.
The Writing Gods are smiling on me.