For the last few months, I’ve been thinking about what to do for my next novel. Last time I counted up all the novel ideas I hadn’t either ruled out, written, or permanently lost crucial notes for, I came up with 16. I think I’ve added some to the list. I know I added one yesterday.
With American politics, I’ve found myself vacillating between two or three of my oldest. If I had written them when I had the ideas, they would seem prescient. Now, they’re just timely.