||[Nov. 18th, 2007|06:32 pm]
One of the tricky things about writing SF is that you can get totally derailed by random details. "He walked down the street to the bar to get a drink." Wait -- would it be a 'bar'? Or would it be a different kind of establishment? Do bars have a place in the world? Do they drink alcohol in this setting? Do they have streets, even?|
Of course, the cool thing is that answering these questions is half the fun, and having the impetus to keep going with whatever you were trying to write in the first place can help you power through the expository detour.