The boredom, it consumes.
It's perfectly awful to get that itch in your fingers that tells you to write, write MOARRRRRR, when nothing in your folder (and nothing in your brain for that matter) is particularly appealing. It's a bit like being hungry only to peek into the fridge and be hit by a wave of nausea at the meerest smell of food (also relevant to my feels right now. Ugh, stomach, y u no like food?).
I suppose I could take a peek at the Jesterverse novel, that horrifying monster I Frankensteined together, but it feels like such work. And I don't know if I want to deal with them right now. I mean, the Jesters are one thing, but this is the book where Lilias is elbowing her way to center stage and she's a handful to say the least, so...
I suppose it goes without saying that I'm currently experiencing a depressive period, huh?
I've been considering writing something else (i.e. not Jesterverse or Angelsverse, which are the biggest of the five 'verses I do have), but there's frankly not a lot to go on. The Demon Queen 'verse is in the worldbuilding stages and writing it isn't really an option until I've figured out the plot. I've only just gotten a grip on the two main characters, A'isha and Mikha'il, though I can't say it's a solid grip. They're both old as balls and powerhungry as all gets out, but I need to figure out what the hell they're plotting before I can do anything with them. Also, there are bit characters I need to figure out in that verse as well, like the Voice, the Old Man, Shaitan, the Nazarene, the Betrayer, etc. You'll notice almost all of them have handles instead of actual names, but it was just easier to do it that way since I'm already writing one thing with religious mythology. I know, I know. I'm predictable as fuck.
Aside from that, there's the vampire thing and the normies thing. The normies thing isn't really something I'm writing, per se, it's just something I amuse myself with to get to sleep at night, but it's kind of interesting nonetheless. To me, that is, but I write a lot of romance in my spare time, for some reason. The vampire thing is kind of fluctuating wildly. I don't know if it is something I want to write. I'm personally rather fond of the male main character's back story, but his lady friend (and why are they always straight? Brain, what the hell?) is the one I'm really loving here. I just can't decide what to do with her, you know? In the original draft, she was supposed to be a modern girl, pants and all, but I am actually considering moving her backwards in time. Not that far, the Renaissance at most, maybe, (if 600 years counts as "not that far") but still further back. Make it more of a costume drama WITH VAMPIRES. Idk, though. Feels like it's been done. Not that I know if I ever plan of publishing that particular story. Jesterverse and Angelsverse are one thing, these other little dregs of stories are another completely.
So, yeah. Woe is me, etc. I'm trying to read both A Storm of Swords and Catching Fire at the same time, and doing Japanese picture puzzles (idk if that's what they're called, that's just what the magazine I'm buying is called, so...), but I can't quite deal with this restlessness right now. I want to do something but there's nothing I want to do, and then you put the fox with the grain in the boat and leave the goose on the river bank. Maybe I should write that Ballad of Leonore business I started once, where she was swallowed by Chuthulu.
I suppose I could take a peek at the Jesterverse novel, that horrifying monster I Frankensteined together, but it feels like such work. And I don't know if I want to deal with them right now. I mean, the Jesters are one thing, but this is the book where Lilias is elbowing her way to center stage and she's a handful to say the least, so...
I suppose it goes without saying that I'm currently experiencing a depressive period, huh?
I've been considering writing something else (i.e. not Jesterverse or Angelsverse, which are the biggest of the five 'verses I do have), but there's frankly not a lot to go on. The Demon Queen 'verse is in the worldbuilding stages and writing it isn't really an option until I've figured out the plot. I've only just gotten a grip on the two main characters, A'isha and Mikha'il, though I can't say it's a solid grip. They're both old as balls and powerhungry as all gets out, but I need to figure out what the hell they're plotting before I can do anything with them. Also, there are bit characters I need to figure out in that verse as well, like the Voice, the Old Man, Shaitan, the Nazarene, the Betrayer, etc. You'll notice almost all of them have handles instead of actual names, but it was just easier to do it that way since I'm already writing one thing with religious mythology. I know, I know. I'm predictable as fuck.
Aside from that, there's the vampire thing and the normies thing. The normies thing isn't really something I'm writing, per se, it's just something I amuse myself with to get to sleep at night, but it's kind of interesting nonetheless. To me, that is, but I write a lot of romance in my spare time, for some reason. The vampire thing is kind of fluctuating wildly. I don't know if it is something I want to write. I'm personally rather fond of the male main character's back story, but his lady friend (and why are they always straight? Brain, what the hell?) is the one I'm really loving here. I just can't decide what to do with her, you know? In the original draft, she was supposed to be a modern girl, pants and all, but I am actually considering moving her backwards in time. Not that far, the Renaissance at most, maybe, (if 600 years counts as "not that far") but still further back. Make it more of a costume drama WITH VAMPIRES. Idk, though. Feels like it's been done. Not that I know if I ever plan of publishing that particular story. Jesterverse and Angelsverse are one thing, these other little dregs of stories are another completely.
So, yeah. Woe is me, etc. I'm trying to read both A Storm of Swords and Catching Fire at the same time, and doing Japanese picture puzzles (idk if that's what they're called, that's just what the magazine I'm buying is called, so...), but I can't quite deal with this restlessness right now. I want to do something but there's nothing I want to do, and then you put the fox with the grain in the boat and leave the goose on the river bank. Maybe I should write that Ballad of Leonore business I started once, where she was swallowed by Chuthulu.