It occurred to me a few days later while I was hunting for jobs, that I could just write out that amazing scene. Get it off my chest and unplug the flow of writing.
‘No!’ my inner planner shrieked. ‘You’ll lose the flow, you’ll never come back to the filler. Then your story is DOOMED.’
‘Do it,’ my muse whispered in my ear. ‘You know you want to. Because reasons.’
So, with that flawless reasoning, I turned off job searching mode and turned on furiously writing mode. Within half an hour I had written a sloppy, but passable exciting scene. I went back to where I had cut off and lo and behold, the story started to flow again, the characters woke up from their naps and got to action.
Whenever I’ve started to slow down since then because of a scene in the future that is nagging at my brain, I have skipped a few pages ahead and written it out, got it down before I lose my mind. A new weapon to put in my writer’s arsenal.
And who said choppy writing was bad?