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I just spent the last week reading all three Sarah Tolerance books, in part to make up a bible of character traits and locations, in part to get back into the groove.  And I am left with one, overwhelming feeling:

How on earth did I come up with those plots?  I write by discovery, then tuck the raw bits in afterward, but reading those three books, with their tangled threads and this-looks-inconsequential-but-it's-important cuing, I have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote them.

Fortunately, I remember going through the same thing with books 2 and 3, so I know that absolute bafflement is no bar to actually writing another book.  Even so...was I smarter then?  Or controlled by an alien consciousness?  I'd really love to know.
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