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ad00absurdum) wrote2014-08-04 12:16 am
ad00absurdum) wrote2014-08-04 12:16 am
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Come to our side. We've got cookies (and undercover Arts and Antiques squad. And occasionally wings)
You know how it sometimes is with a new fandom? Or maybe every fandom? You'd like to maybe write something, but you don't really know what. And you'd like to get a better feel of the characters so you'd like the fic to be short and somehow character-focussed as opposed to an action-driven one.
So you find a kink meme and think 'Hey, this looks good. And I don't even have to write smut, there are bound to be some interesting prompts in here.' And you do find a few prompts that you'd like to try. And you choose one, thinking that it'll surely be 600-700 words at most because your writing has always been too concise and since there are no big plot developments, it'll take you just a few days to write.
And then you let the fic consume your brain and it's two bloody weeks later and you've only just finished the stupid thing and it takes 30 effing pages in your notebook *headdesk*.
Because why spend your two-week holidays just doing nothing: re-watching favourite shows, reading that pile of books you've been putting aside for when YOU'VE GOT HOLIDAYS when you can write fics, kidding yourself every day that you see the end. A week into the writing I realised the end is nowhere in sight. It's always bloody the same: you just stare at the page, thinking 'come on, guys, why do you feel the need to do this or that or go there or drink pints of tea before you even consider moving on?'
Well, at least I finished it just as I finished the holidays.
Also, no smut. I fail at kink memes.
In other (but sort of related) news: I made my friend watch Whitechapel. After watching S1 and S2, he texted me: 'Murders are awesome but Kent's so gay and so in love with Chandler it's not even funny'.
Now he and his wife are having debates over Kent's chances with Chandler and I got another text: 'I hate you, you perv. I want S3 and S4'.
Mission accomplished. Hehhheheheeheeheh
So you find a kink meme and think 'Hey, this looks good. And I don't even have to write smut, there are bound to be some interesting prompts in here.' And you do find a few prompts that you'd like to try. And you choose one, thinking that it'll surely be 600-700 words at most because your writing has always been too concise and since there are no big plot developments, it'll take you just a few days to write.
And then you let the fic consume your brain and it's two bloody weeks later and you've only just finished the stupid thing and it takes 30 effing pages in your notebook *headdesk*.
Because why spend your two-week holidays just doing nothing: re-watching favourite shows, reading that pile of books you've been putting aside for when YOU'VE GOT HOLIDAYS when you can write fics, kidding yourself every day that you see the end. A week into the writing I realised the end is nowhere in sight. It's always bloody the same: you just stare at the page, thinking 'come on, guys, why do you feel the need to do this or that or go there or drink pints of tea before you even consider moving on?'
Well, at least I finished it just as I finished the holidays.
Also, no smut. I fail at kink memes.
In other (but sort of related) news: I made my friend watch Whitechapel. After watching S1 and S2, he texted me: 'Murders are awesome but Kent's so gay and so in love with Chandler it's not even funny'.
Now he and his wife are having debates over Kent's chances with Chandler and I got another text: 'I hate you, you perv. I want S3 and S4'.
Mission accomplished. Hehhheheheeheeheh