When I work on my research articles or books, I always plan what I will write in advance. My best writing, however, happens when I immerse myself in the process and let the text lead me wherever it will. This doesn’t mean the plan isn’t important. It is but it shouldn’t be so strict as to extinguish the ecstasy of an unhindered writing flow.
In Eduardo Iglesias’ novel The Chosen, the heavily pondered and the severely planned killed all that could be surprising and unexpected. Every word seems so purposeful and controlled that reading the novel feels like having sex while following detailed instructions in a sex technique manual.
Few things are more boring than the work of an author who knows exactly what he is going to say before beginning to write and who then goes and says it.
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