There is a certain sense of organized fluidity in writing hypertext in Tinderbox that keeps one busy in a creative manner while narrative comes out in its own pace of choice.
Maybe it doesn’t work as well in outline or chart view, but I’m so settled into the mapview of Tinderbox that I develop a pattern that’s pleasing to the eye even as it it planned around the paths of story. It’s almost a musical blending of notes.
This story came out of a dream about blueberries and it’s been influenced perhaps by reading Adrienne Eisen’s Six Sex Scenes. I really needed to loosen up a bit and let some human sexuality into the story that brings out the human drama and reality of our lives. Maybe a blueberry isn’t really a blueberry.