I'll admit it. I'm wound too tight when it comes to plotting stories. I'm terrified of plot holes. You know, that cute little a short-circuit in a story which makes the whole dream world flutter down like a house of cards.
The strange thing is, I'm far more forgiving of plot holes missed by other authors. Let's face it. Plot holes are everywhere. There are plot holes in life.* They're simply called senior moments, or forehead slappers, or mistakes. We don't always see the obvious solution or inconsistency.
I have to let this fear go, because it makes me miss out on the chance to create some truly inventive stories. Every single angle doesn't need to square up. Heck, if J.R.R. Tolkien is guilty of a major plot hole, I can certainly hazard one. Check out this all-too-true parody of Lord of the Rings:
That didn't occur to me. Giant eagles were a deus ex machina device used twice in the series. Why not use it right up front?
I think Tolkien just groaned in the grave.
It's okay, man. Really.
(*Like the time I got horribly lost in the woods in winter. The whole traumatic experience could have been avoided if I thought to follow my tracks back through the virgin snow.)