Nebulous writing is without a plan, a shape, a design. Just write. With the thought in the back of the head: think about where this piece, this novel, this screenplay is going. Happens at some stage in a writing career. The fluid recording of thoughts, typed, or on paper, translated into something of a story, a piece, an article, a personal experience related, into a script of some important story. In the end, nebulous writing isn’t nebulous at all, for all writing must go somewhere. I used to be file away everything I wrote, but it became clutter and I discarded quite a bit of it, however I realize that if one is organized or systematic in their recording of thoughts, then any jotting, note, point, image, line, etc. can be furthered creatively into a work of art. Precious notes. Until one’s Magnum Opus Idea is revealed to one’s mind–the primitive, basic plot, the one idea that motivates every story one writes.
Creativity thinks, aloud and in the quiet.
Creativity spurts, creativity forms, and creativity can take a lot of time. Sometimes, creativity is the momentary inspiration that is once in a full moon.
I haven’t done an extensive study on “narrative”, but a narrative is different to an outline or a sketch of events. One of my articles sketches or outlines someone’s career and vocation path, but I wouldn’t call it a narrative. A narrative would have embellished the sketch or outline by providing those things we call color, dialogue, what the person was thinking, the in-depth stuff of the soul condition on the journey, or however one frames the facts with flesh and blood. Narrative must go beyond the confines of a sketch or outline of events. It must substantiate it as much as the “narrator” knows.