I’ve started upwards of a hundred stories and plays. Most of them are in folders in my hard drive, abandoned and unfinished.
This morning, I suddenly knew how to fix a play I haven’t thought about it three years. I was suddenly back in the room with the characters and knew exactly how to shape their intentions to produce a compelling story.
I often lose sight of myself when working. I squeeze too tight and try to get the project to conform to my idea, instead of letting it be what it wants. The important thing here is walking away, giving the project space to breathe on its own so it can open up.
This also requires saving the work that’s been done, instead of lighting it on fire or tossing it in your garbage can. Not all ideas are worth pursuing, but all ideas are with saving. You never know what fruit a seed might bear.