Birthing a baby

There is a Greek myth that explains Athena's origins as the "brainchild" of Zeus. I've been thinking about this myth lately because I see it as a metaphor for the creative process.

I want to write a story, yet I have no real plot. I have particles of situations floating around my head, an ambiguous message that I want to get across. I've been thinking about these particles and plots for a couple of months now--slowly but surely, I can see something gathering.

So, for these last couple of months I have been carrying around an idea in my brain, watching it form and shaping it at the same time. I'm gathering things from the environment to feed it, trying to stay confident about what I want but allowing this idea to evolve at the same time. Slowly but surely, I've been typing things out.

The birthing part. This is when everything takes shape as I write down the thing. I know it will take months and many revisions and I want to do it before I get into med school (ififififif). But once it is done I can look at it in its entirety and be proud, even if it does end up taking its own direction.

Hopefully it won't be aborted.