I’m typically a “pantser” and not a “planner.” That is, I don’t outline, I don’t lay out the story ahead of time, I just go and let the story reveal itself. “Write to find out,” as Paul McComas would say. But this time, I’m finding my brain is excitedly giving me information about how this will go, what each scene will be, and even how the thing will end. I’ve been taking copious notes as I’ve been writing. I won’t hold myself strictly to these plans, but it is interesting, even nice, to have them.
Eileen Maksym studied philosophy at Yale and theology at Boston College, and now uses both to write science fiction. Currently she is an academic nomad, following her astrophysicist husband around the world, two kids in tow. When not writing or kid wrangling, Eileen is a hopeless fangirl. She can be found on Twitter (@eileenmaksym) squeeing over her favorite shows, most of which involve famous detectives, dashing time travelers, and creatures that are never, ever referred to as zombies.
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