Gear Thoughts

It's Saturday, generally my best writing day, but I can't yet leave for the world that lay between my ears. This post is insistent. I know myself well enough to say that if I don't stop to write this, the novel work will struggle. It's how my brain works. 

A friend was telling me about her son. She said he thinks in 3-D. I think I know what she meant be that. He sees in layers. He sees the interconnections between hidden bits. The world is a giant grid, and he sees to the bottom. Pretty cool, but I don't think that way.

Most people I know think in lines like my boss. If I do A, then B, C is sure to be the result. This type of thinking is necessary for a scientist like her, but it sounds a little ho-hum to me. 

I see the world as a massive set of gears. If I turn the one in the upper left corner a tiny bit, this one directly in front of me will spin wildly. I don't know how else to think about things. It's how I'm wired, and while it's enormously helpful when pulling all the threads of a trilogy together, it also leaves gaps. I'm just not always interested in the direct effect.

So the post is done, and the gears can begin to turn toward other things. All I need to do is spin a few more and the first draft will begin to hum.