I recently discovered the pitfall of pantsing a novel . . .
It started halfway through my writing session on Tuesday and continued the rest of the week.
And I couldn’t help but think, repeatedly, my plotter, pretty colored note cards could’ve saved the day.
A character that had page time some one hundred fifty pages ago has come back to play and I need to remember his mannerisms, the tone he favored, and that particular way he looked at my heroine.
It’d been no big deal in the beginning. When everything about him was up to me to decide as I wrote, but now I have to remember what I created. Inconsistencies can be fixed during the editing stage, I know, but the problem is I can no longer “see” this character. Two months ago I could stick him into any situation and instantly know how he’d act. Now I can’t even remember if he wears glasses.
After two and a half days of trying to write this character along with figuring out how the next scene would go, I gave up and instead spent a day reading his previous scenes, relearning everything about him, and remembering all the places I’d wanted to take him.
I might’ve broken a pantser law, but fingers cross, I have a higher word count next week.