The chapters accumulate and they keep changing order.
What once seemed like a great Chapter One is now Chapter Six. [What is now Chapter One didn't exist two days ago.] The trunk of the book - the main theme - is growing but the number of branches has not greatly increased.
There is a point in writing which I call The Feel. You can write fine material for months and yet sense that you still don't possess The Feel for the ultimate result. You may have a compass but you still lack direction.
But when you get The Feel, you know you are onto something very tangible. Something of significance.
That is when everything begins to come together and you can get several weeks of writing done in one day.
This week, it arrived.