Well, my life is a bit chaotic right now, with the boy off to have his wisdom teeth out under GA this afternoon, and us being homeless with a fair amount unsorted and unsettled now, with farewells and looming Christmas and all its and celebrations and parahenalia, added the city noise reducing my average hours sleep to about 3 a night. So... I am still writing. When this is your day job holdays become things other people have. It's been an uphill struggle... but one I have to do or get too far behind. besides we need the money... so it is really nice when suddenly - in all the chaos - threads of a story start to weave themselves. It's a complex story with 8 distinct threads, multiple POVs and huge amounts of mythology and history. It's my job to make it look light ;-). I've been really struggling -- but yesterday the muse which is not something I know how works -- that mysterious bit of writrium somewhere in the nether took hold of the threads, shook them and tugged and twisted them, added a few lost hows and whys, and I outlined chapter-by-chapter, balancing POVs another 100 000 words into what feels like a great story. Like a jigsaw puzzle it went really easily once the key items were in place. Now if I was Sarah, I could have it all written by Wednesday, but it'll take me another 20-30 days typing as fast as I can (which isn't fast). Still it feels wonderful to have pieced it together. It always does.
Does this happen to other people? And how do you make it happen?