On writing
Jan. 27th, 2008 12:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The writing process is fascinating. Yesterday I made some progress on "All Thy Pride," the next Illyria story. (Don't get your hopes up! It will be a long while yet before it sees the light of the internet. The story is likely to be lengthy, and I write very slowly.) Later that evening, while doing something completely different, I suddenly had an inspiration about how to resolve a plot point that will arise later in the story. I need to give one of the characters from the crossover (still secret at the moment) a backstory that is going to whump her rather severely so that she's in a mental place to make a very brave decision. Sometimes writing is so laborious, all conscious management of every little detail and structural element. Then sometimes it's like this, when I could quite clearly hear the character confessing her past, so distant from my conscious control that I got thoroughly upset when I understood what happened to the poor girl. When the time comes to put that scene on the screen, it will still be difficult work to find the exact words to bring it across, but the bones of the scene are in my head like one of my own memories. She'll gain some reasons for her actions that will make her a much more sympathetic character (in original form she's a bit of a caricature), but I'm rather disturbed by the underlayers of my brain for coming up with this.
Meanwhile, plot bunnies keep assaulting my brain and attempting to turn my limited writing time away from this story. In addition to the stories I listed on my post of upcoming fic a while back, I've added to the stack a few vignettes of Ten and Rose visiting places in California and a rather disturbing explanation of what was between the Master and Lucy Saxon, who are quite disturbing enough without my help. I seriously need to bring out the Holy Hand Grenade to beat back these vicious rabbits with their nasty, sharp, pointy teeth of unwanted inspiration.
Meanwhile, in RL: nonstop rain!
Meanwhile, plot bunnies keep assaulting my brain and attempting to turn my limited writing time away from this story. In addition to the stories I listed on my post of upcoming fic a while back, I've added to the stack a few vignettes of Ten and Rose visiting places in California and a rather disturbing explanation of what was between the Master and Lucy Saxon, who are quite disturbing enough without my help. I seriously need to bring out the Holy Hand Grenade to beat back these vicious rabbits with their nasty, sharp, pointy teeth of unwanted inspiration.
Meanwhile, in RL: nonstop rain!
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Date: 2008-01-27 10:35 pm (UTC)Ha! The continuous rain is a subject that weighs on my mind, since I live on the central coast and work outdoors.
Doctor (ominously): A storm is coming...and another one...and another one...and oh look! A storm.
Rose (damply): Let's go somewhere dry, like Scotland or Seattle.
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Date: 2008-01-27 10:44 pm (UTC)And ROFL!