The idea, should you find yourself standing at the edge of one of these metaphorical gorges, is if you jump to the other side and keep going, eventually you'll be able to see both sides of your issue--both sides of the gorge--and then you can easily build a bridge between the sides.
Or something like that. Whatever. Maybe it didn't stick with me quite as well as I remember.
You get the idea.
Somewhat apropos, you long time readers will probably remember I've been working on my latest writing project for a couple of months now. It's not a book yet, until it's actually finished and becomes a For Real First Draft, you can really only call them a WIP, or Work In Progress, to be fair. I think I may have mentioned this before... Anyway, to say that this current project is a work in progress is a bit of an understatement. I write, it grows, it changes. It changes a lot. It's definitely not in the same place now as where it was when I first envisioned it. I mean, I still know where it's going, but like I said: Work in progress.
And that's exactly what I was doing: Working. Progressing.
But then my laptop died and everything ground to a halt.
It was the only way to be sure.
I jumped ahead. I jumped ahead to the next section of the book, basically two... three, maybe four chapters, by my reckoning. I jumped ahead... or I started over. Maybe I started over. I'm still deciding. It could definitely be a starting-over point, maybe. I'm leaning that way at the moment, but... we'll see, either way, I'm moving on. Working.
Speaking of, I have switched to a new working title. The old working title was: Rebel Clever Girl. The new working title is: The Impossible Virginia Dare.
So that's where I'm at; I'm moving forward.