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thene is an awful storyteller
friday; I got over 1k in between midnight and 1.30am, went to sleep, and effectively never woke up again, though I did get so much done at work that I managed to talk my way out of having to come in on Saturday.
saturday; made cake. That was it. Exhausted & despondent, feared I would never write again ever.
sunday; wrote almost 3k. iirc, best day ever that hasn't involved an all-day drabble challenge.
BUT this is all out of whack now; last week the two actualfax WIPs were doing this nice alternating and proceeding at a similar pace thing and now I appear to have 3.5k of one of them, almost 6k of the other and oh my merry fuck 2k of new material for a fic I abandoned before I moved to GA almost four years ago and have absolutely no hope of ever finishing ever. I WAS PACKING MY OLD NOTEBOOKS AND I FLIPPED THROUGH ONE, I'M SORRY. :(
a) does one value one's progress in wordcount, in presentable fic units, in ideas hammered out/skills gained or whateverthefuck?
b) WHAT IS THE POINT, EVER. Well. Going by one writer's panel at Dragoncon, the usual age for first actualfax publication is 40 so anything up until then is just practice anyway. I feel even more regressive than normal though, being as I am looking at 6k of a terrible plotless ♠wreck that I have been wanting to happen since that furious evening of midsummer's day in 2001. (which later turned into the first time I stayed up all night, GCSEs bedamned, and I did have my shirt on backwards because it was chilly outside and I had nowhere else safe to read and laugh and get angry and wait for the sun to rise.)
c) will I ever stop being a terrible storyteller. The other WIP is threatening to have a plot, and I should maybe stop worrying about the main characters being ineffectual outside of their tendency to strike poses and have smooth conversations because this is Metal Gear. The reader-end catch is that it is going to totes revolve around a really, really wonderful character who no one cares about, seriously, doesn't even have their own Metal Gear wikia entry, nghhh if nothing else I hope I am going to make someone out there LOVE HER. Meanwhile back in the ♠wreck I am failing at coming up with anything more sophisticated than Alpine Mordor and kinda thinking that there is nothing inappropriate about playing out a plotless whumpfic riddled with LOTR injokes because seriously.
I should have known how this year was going to go.
I should have known how this year was going to go.
Maybe if I write enough of this shit I'll eventually hit daylight, idk.
saturday; made cake. That was it. Exhausted & despondent, feared I would never write again ever.
sunday; wrote almost 3k. iirc, best day ever that hasn't involved an all-day drabble challenge.
BUT this is all out of whack now; last week the two actualfax WIPs were doing this nice alternating and proceeding at a similar pace thing and now I appear to have 3.5k of one of them, almost 6k of the other and oh my merry fuck 2k of new material for a fic I abandoned before I moved to GA almost four years ago and have absolutely no hope of ever finishing ever. I WAS PACKING MY OLD NOTEBOOKS AND I FLIPPED THROUGH ONE, I'M SORRY. :(
a) does one value one's progress in wordcount, in presentable fic units, in ideas hammered out/skills gained or whateverthefuck?
b) WHAT IS THE POINT, EVER. Well. Going by one writer's panel at Dragoncon, the usual age for first actualfax publication is 40 so anything up until then is just practice anyway. I feel even more regressive than normal though, being as I am looking at 6k of a terrible plotless ♠wreck that I have been wanting to happen since that furious evening of midsummer's day in 2001. (which later turned into the first time I stayed up all night, GCSEs bedamned, and I did have my shirt on backwards because it was chilly outside and I had nowhere else safe to read and laugh and get angry and wait for the sun to rise.)
c) will I ever stop being a terrible storyteller. The other WIP is threatening to have a plot, and I should maybe stop worrying about the main characters being ineffectual outside of their tendency to strike poses and have smooth conversations because this is Metal Gear. The reader-end catch is that it is going to totes revolve around a really, really wonderful character who no one cares about, seriously, doesn't even have their own Metal Gear wikia entry, nghhh if nothing else I hope I am going to make someone out there LOVE HER. Meanwhile back in the ♠wreck I am failing at coming up with anything more sophisticated than Alpine Mordor and kinda thinking that there is nothing inappropriate about playing out a plotless whumpfic riddled with LOTR injokes because seriously.
I should have known how this year was going to go.
I should have known how this year was going to go.
Maybe if I write enough of this shit I'll eventually hit daylight, idk.
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meh, I am just pretty sure I am genuinely bad at constructing stories that aren't reliant on canon for their direction. I hate doing tedious plot moves and I'm just not very driven to tell stories; I write more to [explore emotions, ask questions, pick fights with canon, use pretty sentences I made up, ruin things forever]. Which, again, begs the question of how to ever measure progress, what is the point, why do I write if I'm so uninterested in storytelling, etc. I notice it especially in MGS fics, because canon has so much convoluted plot detail that I can just allude to bits of canon and rely on dramatic irony to tell the story for me 90% of the time.
As Goldfinger said, once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, and a third time is enemy action. :) but yes, it was the little hours of the new year and I was all 'ohhh now there's a nice start to the year.' AND THEN THERE WAS PORN.
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Well. what is your process like? Do you ever outline? Even so, there is a place in the world for rambly meta-heavy fics, you know. Sometimes, maybe the point isn't to tell a story, per se, but to put an idea into the world. I like your ideas and pretty sentences, jsyk.
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Usually for a multichapter fic, I write everything I know is going on and THEN I make an outline that can be followed the rest of the way, ish. Sometimes rather than a proper outline it's a list of cool things that I want to put into the fic.
you ;____; I don't remember if I showed you this awful metafic, yay crossovers with a potential audience of zero, but sigh I kinda wish I could reuse the meta in something else, idk. :(
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WAIT WHAT ARE YOU SAYING YOU DIDN'T GET TO EAT ANY OF IT? :(
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thank you ;____; i just hope that one day I get to break that idea down into two user-friendly pieces, ie. a) an MGS fic about the perils of having only one nuclear warhead (this may even end up shoehorned into the MGS fic I was working on last week) and b) a dystopia fic about the Reagan-era nuclear politics in the LHM OH WHAT THE SHIT NO ONE CARES ABOUT THIS AND OF ALL THE GODAWFUL THINGS ABOUT CANON IT IS KINDA AN ODD ONE TO GET ALL PANTYTWISTED ABOUT, WHAT HAS MGS DONE TO ME. (I know there are dystopic HoV fic treatments out there and I keep meaning to read the one I've seen on AO3, wow do I get distracted easy.)
eee hahahaahaa no I am not! although I have been tempting Fly into writing alien invasion fic lately. Alien invasions make everything more fun. I find the whole concept of 'rpf character' interesting, too; writing about a persona rather than a person, etc. I still don't think I could do it myself; threading with RPF RPers is headtilty enough for me.
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ffff wow. Good luck with that. (I think I know which fic on AO3 you're talking about, and you should def. read it.)
OH GOD THIS FIC IS KILLING ME. KILLING ME. The really bizarre thing is, when I was writing his ~persona there was one specific thing I pulled out of my ass because it fit the story, and come to find out later it is TRUFAX. HEAD ASPLODE. I was thinking of different kinds of OCs to write about, because oh god do I not care about how priveleged wealthy white familes deal with an alien invasion. And then JW said OH HAI YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE A GREAT IDEA. ME BLOWING UP SOME GIANT SPIDERS FROM SPACE WITH A GODDAMN UZI. ;___; I almost just based an OC on him, but that killed my motivation. sigh.
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ugh yeah, there are stories one could care harder about. I hope yours comes out good - if nothing else it sounds like you are having a lot of fun :)
my progress report; the stuff i referred to as 'buildup to hatesex' is now sitting in a file called 'chapter 1' which has over 5500 words in it and still has a giant gap between the bit I am working on and the last scene (which I've already written). AFAIK nothing is even happening in this chapter, it's just TONS OF WORDS. The hatesex is in a 'chapter 2' file that contains nearly another 2k. I have no idea, none, and I am probably doing something horribly wrong here in terms of emotional dynamics but aaaaghhh.
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But I have to admit, the whole thing is pretty fun. It's dark, but then again I like tormenting pretty boys. I think I read too much HoV in my youth.
THENE I AM SURE IT IS NOT AS BAD AS YOU THINK. ALSO, EEEEEEEEE SO EXCITE FOR THIS.
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I am finally done with the first draft of the first chapter of it ;__; I need to go over it tomorrow because I am pretty sure it is a mass of adverb hell and failflow and it doesn't have a title yet, but oh. god. so. tired. Will share asap.
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Erm... recipe, pls?
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