Or keeping up with writing challenges. Those challenges were fun, I must say, and the short bursts of writing were making it easier to get into a writing mood. The problem is that, instead of anything I should be working on right now, I am feeling inspired to write the following:
(1) “Meet me in Chorrol,” which is the story of Ione Varros’s escape from the Thalmor at the end of the Great War, which brings her into contact with several familiar faces.
(2) “Songs of the Sparrows I: Stalhrim is Forever,” which is my first spy story, bringing Mannbjorn Raven-Storm to Solstheim to gather intelligence on a group of Thalmor believed to be scouring the island for weaponry and ore.
(3) “Larelleis” Of Helgen, Ralof of Riverwood once said, “I used to be sweet on a girl from here, I wonder if Vilod is still making mead with juniper berries mixed in….” We can go back to the remains of Helgen and recover several bottles of Vilod’s juniper berry mead but what about that girl? This story imagines what happened to the young woman Ralof was once smitten with.
Does anyone have any tips on staying focused? It should take me no longer than a single afternoon to finish editing my last chapter and yet, I’m all over the place in my imagination. At least I’m staying in Tamriel; that has to count for something.