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thrillingdetectivetales) wrote2019-06-04 01:51 pm
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Writing, writing, writing.
I've begun the truly laborious process of moving my old fic onto this shiny new journal. I'm tempted to leave a little of it forgotten in the annals, but I know that whatever my personal opinions may be of my older fic, or of the difference in skill level as achieved over three or so years cutting my teeth writing dumb stories about folks kissing, there were once people out there who enjoyed my older works who may enjoy them again should they happen to stumble upon them, and so I'd like to have them available somewhere.
I'm also shuffling between a whole host of WIPs in my Gdocs, because I can't for the life of me just sit down and write something simple. Everything has to have an actual plot, which naturally means I'm second guessing every moment of narrative for being either too complicated or not complicated enough, and I never was able to deny myself the opportunity for needless research. (It's a small blessing that I've already dug deep enough in the American frontier to stagger my way through some RDR2 smut without needing to expend a bunch of effort looking up period-accurate lubricants.)
Luckily I've got my list of BoB AUs narrowed down to about three that I really want to write. I'm nervous about them, the same way I always get whenever I trip into a new fandom, and doubly so this time around because I'd like them to be actual stories instead of haphazard collections of cute one-off scenes. Not that there's anything wrong with the latter - I'm just sick of feeling like I can never finish anything because I start frantically trying to change my story during the middle of the process when I inevitably become convinced it's hacky bullshit that nobody wants to read.
Possibly this is an issue that could be solved by sitting on my hands during the initial draft instead of sharing it immediately in a desperate bid for external validation. Hopefully I'll be able to restrain myself from posting anything to AO3 before it's ready. Being on DW ought to help with that.
In non-fic news, I've started working on a new poem, and though it's in its very early stages I'm pleased with the way it's headed. I've called it 'Amateur Walking Tours of the LBJ Grasslands' for the moment, because I'm clinically incapable of coming up with titles that don't sound like awkward snippets of academia or useless community-driven informational pamphlets.
I'm also fleshing out the scripts for a couple of radio-drama style podcast series I've been working on for awhile, and considering making one of them into a comic. It'd be nice to finally put my degree to use, though I'm not sure I could really commit to regularly updating a webcomic at this point in time so it'd likely have to be a personal passion project until I managed to finish it. If I managed to finish it.
In any case, I'm glad to have an outlet for this sort of thing, again. It's nice to be able to put my thoughts down on a page without having to worry about their literary merit.
I'm headed to another Writers' Happy Hour this evening after therapy, which should be nice. I don't think M will be there this time, which'll mean that I have to just try and make friends with random folks on my own merits. I'm not usually so awkward about it but I still have trouble thinking of myself as a writer and it gets a little weird to interact with people who are so confident in claiming that label. I suppose that when they ask me what I'm working on I could always say "queer period romantic fiction" without it being a lie. I'm hesitant to talk about my poems, since it's a pursuit I've only just started exploring. Ah well.
At least there will be booze! Too bad it's a Tuesday and I can't afford to get shitballed, but c'est la vie, I suppose.
I'm also shuffling between a whole host of WIPs in my Gdocs, because I can't for the life of me just sit down and write something simple. Everything has to have an actual plot, which naturally means I'm second guessing every moment of narrative for being either too complicated or not complicated enough, and I never was able to deny myself the opportunity for needless research. (It's a small blessing that I've already dug deep enough in the American frontier to stagger my way through some RDR2 smut without needing to expend a bunch of effort looking up period-accurate lubricants.)
Luckily I've got my list of BoB AUs narrowed down to about three that I really want to write. I'm nervous about them, the same way I always get whenever I trip into a new fandom, and doubly so this time around because I'd like them to be actual stories instead of haphazard collections of cute one-off scenes. Not that there's anything wrong with the latter - I'm just sick of feeling like I can never finish anything because I start frantically trying to change my story during the middle of the process when I inevitably become convinced it's hacky bullshit that nobody wants to read.
Possibly this is an issue that could be solved by sitting on my hands during the initial draft instead of sharing it immediately in a desperate bid for external validation. Hopefully I'll be able to restrain myself from posting anything to AO3 before it's ready. Being on DW ought to help with that.
In non-fic news, I've started working on a new poem, and though it's in its very early stages I'm pleased with the way it's headed. I've called it 'Amateur Walking Tours of the LBJ Grasslands' for the moment, because I'm clinically incapable of coming up with titles that don't sound like awkward snippets of academia or useless community-driven informational pamphlets.
I'm also fleshing out the scripts for a couple of radio-drama style podcast series I've been working on for awhile, and considering making one of them into a comic. It'd be nice to finally put my degree to use, though I'm not sure I could really commit to regularly updating a webcomic at this point in time so it'd likely have to be a personal passion project until I managed to finish it. If I managed to finish it.
In any case, I'm glad to have an outlet for this sort of thing, again. It's nice to be able to put my thoughts down on a page without having to worry about their literary merit.
I'm headed to another Writers' Happy Hour this evening after therapy, which should be nice. I don't think M will be there this time, which'll mean that I have to just try and make friends with random folks on my own merits. I'm not usually so awkward about it but I still have trouble thinking of myself as a writer and it gets a little weird to interact with people who are so confident in claiming that label. I suppose that when they ask me what I'm working on I could always say "queer period romantic fiction" without it being a lie. I'm hesitant to talk about my poems, since it's a pursuit I've only just started exploring. Ah well.
At least there will be booze! Too bad it's a Tuesday and I can't afford to get shitballed, but c'est la vie, I suppose.
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I feel like I should tell you that this is doubly flattering because I’ve read a ton of your BoB stuff and been trying to figure out how to comment on it without just leaving a string of unintelligible letters and punctuation. It’s such a pleasure!