fifty frenchmen can't be wrong (
some_stars) wrote2011-01-05 04:44 am
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Okay I have seriously got to stop writing out of order. At this rate, the shower fic--ie, the PWP idea that has become PART THREE in a SERIES--will be finished before either of the two that precede it, and it's ridiculously context-dependent for something that is nothing but porn, so I won't be able to post it, and then I will go insane for lack of external feedback on anything I've been doing. (Not feedback as in praise, although possibly that too, but in the sense of someone outside my head acknowledging that any of this nonsense exists.)
Also I wish I could be sure that the complicated emotional arc of this story/series works at all. I don't really understand human feelings, so whenever I come up with ideas for stories that involve emotions and relationships, I base them on a mix of my intense love for baseless melodrama and my terrible, confused instincts. So everything comes out simplistic yet baroque in the way that you get when you try to plan out a human relationship along logical what-is-best-for-the-drama lines, and everyone is really repressed and then yelling at each other out of nowhere, and then they all talk about their feelings and possibly have sex and it ends.
Except this story involves...hang on, let me count them: at least eight points of crisis/confrontation/change. That's eight out-of-nowhere screaming matches I have to build up to, although at least I don't have to fix all of them with sex. (Most, though.) (It's not really a hardship.)
CURSE MY EXPANSIVE IMAGINATION. And my robotic nature, since I can't know until I actually write all of them out whether they will work at all. Really I won't know even then, since it's not like my judgment in these matters can be trusted, but if I can read through them, in order, I'll have a better idea. You know, thirty thousand words later.
Also I wish I could be sure that the complicated emotional arc of this story/series works at all. I don't really understand human feelings, so whenever I come up with ideas for stories that involve emotions and relationships, I base them on a mix of my intense love for baseless melodrama and my terrible, confused instincts. So everything comes out simplistic yet baroque in the way that you get when you try to plan out a human relationship along logical what-is-best-for-the-drama lines, and everyone is really repressed and then yelling at each other out of nowhere, and then they all talk about their feelings and possibly have sex and it ends.
Except this story involves...hang on, let me count them: at least eight points of crisis/confrontation/change. That's eight out-of-nowhere screaming matches I have to build up to, although at least I don't have to fix all of them with sex. (Most, though.) (It's not really a hardship.)
CURSE MY EXPANSIVE IMAGINATION. And my robotic nature, since I can't know until I actually write all of them out whether they will work at all. Really I won't know even then, since it's not like my judgment in these matters can be trusted, but if I can read through them, in order, I'll have a better idea. You know, thirty thousand words later.
