We’ve been gone. Did you miss me? We went to visit family, and we returned to so much bloom as to take my breath.
Once you have a book under way, everything is relevant. Everything is grist. Ideas come. Connections become apparent. ~Jack M. Bickham
So many small things go into making a garden, and into any piece of writing. Some things that pop out as we write may seem so very mysterious. We wonder if they even fit. Other things that come to us in writing seem small and inconsequential. But later, when we get enough together and take a minute to look from a distance, we see that all the pieces come together to make a grand whole.
How does a garden grow? Leaf by leaf. How does a novel grow? Word by word. And frankly, it does so with little conscious help. The writing comes forth, when I sit and focus on a project, in the same way that blooms come forth, eventually, from the plant.
Trust the process.