Damn Inspiration I Had a Plan!
Hmm, so I decided to vent here because there are very few people, that I know of in real life that can understand what predicament I find myself in. If anyone is actually reading this feel free to ignore, staring at a sundial would be more fascinating, I think my rantings are boring.
As of late I have come to the conclusion that I will indeed be posting extremely old fanfiction that I have written and stored but never displayed. As it turns out because of this choice, I have decided it would be a good idea to not write because I want to get rid of older work. When you have decided on something like that it seems like you would just like to do the opposite. Writing has always been one of my preferd outlets, and since I haven't been writing my muse has taken to throttling me and inspiration has taken to being obnoxiously deafening and she won't stop yelling at me. Still I can ignore it, and have, I've actually been making adjustments to old fics.
Until now. I went out last night, by myself to contemplate life while it passed me by, and struck up a conversation with someone. Now the person is by no means important but it got the wheels turning to the point were inspiration was raping me and my muse was doing the holding down. I thought of something a dear friend said to me once, which led to a chain of thoughts, and got my fingers itching.
Now I will admit I am in panic mode. I have written many fandoms, originals, and even a book once but never did I add something personal to it. However, I always see things through because I don't want to look 20 years down the line and regret not having been able to eat that cookie. So I started writing it, I'm about a thousand words in and realize every single character has something of me in them.
So of course I'm going to finish it what I do with it depends on how I wake up the day its finished. I'm nervous, I already decided which fandom its going into (my favorite at the moment). But its personal, a lot more than I'd like it to be, so I decided to split into two completely different stories, and settings. Plus I get the feeling its going to be long, both of them will. I have one more week of class, three weeks off after that and then its back to work, hopefully I can get something done on my time off. So that's the end of my ranting because its pretty long yet not long enough, perhaps my next entry will be the musings that got me in this mess. Personal... why couldn't it have been death at least, I do death decently, oh well into the fire baby!
As of late I have come to the conclusion that I will indeed be posting extremely old fanfiction that I have written and stored but never displayed. As it turns out because of this choice, I have decided it would be a good idea to not write because I want to get rid of older work. When you have decided on something like that it seems like you would just like to do the opposite. Writing has always been one of my preferd outlets, and since I haven't been writing my muse has taken to throttling me and inspiration has taken to being obnoxiously deafening and she won't stop yelling at me. Still I can ignore it, and have, I've actually been making adjustments to old fics.
Until now. I went out last night, by myself to contemplate life while it passed me by, and struck up a conversation with someone. Now the person is by no means important but it got the wheels turning to the point were inspiration was raping me and my muse was doing the holding down. I thought of something a dear friend said to me once, which led to a chain of thoughts, and got my fingers itching.
Now I will admit I am in panic mode. I have written many fandoms, originals, and even a book once but never did I add something personal to it. However, I always see things through because I don't want to look 20 years down the line and regret not having been able to eat that cookie. So I started writing it, I'm about a thousand words in and realize every single character has something of me in them.
So of course I'm going to finish it what I do with it depends on how I wake up the day its finished. I'm nervous, I already decided which fandom its going into (my favorite at the moment). But its personal, a lot more than I'd like it to be, so I decided to split into two completely different stories, and settings. Plus I get the feeling its going to be long, both of them will. I have one more week of class, three weeks off after that and then its back to work, hopefully I can get something done on my time off. So that's the end of my ranting because its pretty long yet not long enough, perhaps my next entry will be the musings that got me in this mess. Personal... why couldn't it have been death at least, I do death decently, oh well into the fire baby!