I plan the afternoon. Mister and I are going to the pool for his first time. I get into my swimsuit while he naps. He wakes up from his nap and has a snack. As I get him in his trunks and swim shirt, we talk about the pool and everything he can do there. He smiles even while I slather on the sunscreen. I throw some toys and his towel in a bag. I scoop everything up and go through my mental checklist again. We’re ready. Before we even reach the door, we hear the rumbles. A summer storm has popped up. No more pool. Time to improvise.
How do you plan your writing?