writerverse Challenge #08: Introducing the muse
Title: My muse.
Word Count: 434
Rating: PG
Original/Fandom: original. ;)
Pairings (if any): none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/RPF etc): none
Summary: My thoughts on my muse.
Focusing on what inspires me itself turned out to be rather hard, simply because I’m not really the type of ‘author’ who focuses a lot before starting to write. Most of my stories literally start out as images sparking in my head and then grow to an elaborate idea. Some of these ideas I do breed in my head, these are the ones that are most likely to remain in my head forever, some of the sparks I put directly down unto paper and watch them flourish from there on. It’s rather rare that I write in a structured way, knowing where I want to go with the plot etc.
I think evolving a plot is easier for me than it may be for other people, as I think in certain ‘character sets’. I don’t really do original fiction in its literal sense and have only ever written in a single fandom, therefore there’s kind of a ‘range of characters’ for my mind to choose from, already, so I guess it just quickly runs down this line of characters and presents me the one character that fits the spark best.
Most of the times these sparks, it’s like I see images in my head of what I want to happen in the story, sometimes I even have a single line or a whole dialogue in mind, are based on sensual input I receive. My mind seems to be quite a wandering mind and it loves to strike me when I expect it the least, apparently.
I can walk down an empty pavement while it rains and suddenly I see this image of one of my favourite characters leaning in a similar corner of a street, protecting himself from the rain and smoking a cigarette - and then a kind of race begins and one image is chased by another and bam. There’s a story. Music is rather boosting these sparks, too. I can listen to a song a hundred times and then, suddenly, on the one-hundred-and-first take, a single line jumps out and again, my mind keeps racing until it has come up with a setting fitting that line. I think pictures can turn into something very inspiring as well.
So yeah, sensual input of any kind is what does it for me best. Therefore I’d say I have no epitome of a muse, like a single person or a special trick that works every single time. My muse is more a combination of things I see, hear or feel and the luck of being in the right mind-frame to work with these things.
Word Count: 434
Rating: PG
Original/Fandom: original. ;)
Pairings (if any): none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con/RPF etc): none
Summary: My thoughts on my muse.
Focusing on what inspires me itself turned out to be rather hard, simply because I’m not really the type of ‘author’ who focuses a lot before starting to write. Most of my stories literally start out as images sparking in my head and then grow to an elaborate idea. Some of these ideas I do breed in my head, these are the ones that are most likely to remain in my head forever, some of the sparks I put directly down unto paper and watch them flourish from there on. It’s rather rare that I write in a structured way, knowing where I want to go with the plot etc.
I think evolving a plot is easier for me than it may be for other people, as I think in certain ‘character sets’. I don’t really do original fiction in its literal sense and have only ever written in a single fandom, therefore there’s kind of a ‘range of characters’ for my mind to choose from, already, so I guess it just quickly runs down this line of characters and presents me the one character that fits the spark best.
Most of the times these sparks, it’s like I see images in my head of what I want to happen in the story, sometimes I even have a single line or a whole dialogue in mind, are based on sensual input I receive. My mind seems to be quite a wandering mind and it loves to strike me when I expect it the least, apparently.
I can walk down an empty pavement while it rains and suddenly I see this image of one of my favourite characters leaning in a similar corner of a street, protecting himself from the rain and smoking a cigarette - and then a kind of race begins and one image is chased by another and bam. There’s a story. Music is rather boosting these sparks, too. I can listen to a song a hundred times and then, suddenly, on the one-hundred-and-first take, a single line jumps out and again, my mind keeps racing until it has come up with a setting fitting that line. I think pictures can turn into something very inspiring as well.
So yeah, sensual input of any kind is what does it for me best. Therefore I’d say I have no epitome of a muse, like a single person or a special trick that works every single time. My muse is more a combination of things I see, hear or feel and the luck of being in the right mind-frame to work with these things.