I've had my first day alone writing... takes a bit to get used to- that there are no outside interrruptions- other than the need to get outside and walk and verify that there are other people around. And there are some glorious walks- resulting in a book shop stop, or an op shop stop...
There is a new addition of an art stand- (in the studio) so I've begun to put up signposts of my story. I am still in the evolving stage - I sort of know my characters- how do these different characters fit together- the setting, the time frame, the obstacles. These are all beginning to show themselves.
There is nothing like writing to find out the answers to all these questions.
I write for the surprise, the pleasure, when the frustration and the red herrings begin to not matter.