My writing ideas are frenetic at best, though occasionally I'm able to sit down and truly focus on character, plot, and themes and stick with them. This really isn't one of those times. Last night, I was lying awake wondering if I needed to turn my current WIP--already in its third major iteration--into two completely separate novels. I hate the thought, mostly because it means killing my darlings, but if you're a writer you're all too familiar with that advice. So long, sort-of-self-indulgent plot--you will have to thrive on your own. The thing about this specific plot line is that it doesn't want to be a primary or a secondary plot. It starts in a weird place--not quite midpoint, but dominates the entire last half. Tying up loose ends with the "true main plot" didn't seem possible without either focusing too much on "weird secondary plot" or completely eschewing it and contriving an ending. I'm a Big Girl. I can recognize this wi...