Notes here, notes there, notes everywhere. I always have five books I want to write and today is no exception.
I also have ideas (yeah, he's got plans) for a couple three books I don't wholeheartedly long to write but that I believe wholeheartedly would sell more easily (as in, might possibly be published) than the ones I do want to write.
My problem now is the same as always: what to write, what to write. The decision to commit can take months. It takes me the longest time to become comfortable with fictional characters. And I can show you initial chapters of three very different book-length projects I have under consideration. One has been moved along well in excess of a 100 pages, but that doesn't mean I am ready to commit.
Writing a novel, for the likes of me, is total immersion. It's what is on my mind (and keyboard) morning, noon, and nighty night night. Either that or it isn't working. It's like falling in love.
And I don't want to fall in love again unless (or until) it is the real thing.