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Aug 07, 2010 00:37

I've had a rough couple of weeks. Then I was made to question something I've never in my life questioned before: my beloved writing, and I can't even retreat to the solace of reviews because it's the end of summer and no one is reading right now.

The rant under the cut contains adult language.

Apologies in advance to the curious among you.



It fucking pisses me off when I get screwed for being a considerate player who strives to follow the unwritten rules.

You can't force someone else's reaction to any particular action on of your characters takes. This is part of what makes this kind of thing so much fun in the first place. And I understand that nobody, especially not younger, less experinced players, wants to get their ass kicked or be manipulated or tricked or anything of the sort. (And I can almost always tell who the younger players are, by the way. There's nothing wrong with it. We all have to start somewhere. But if you are one of those people you need to be aware that you are in serious danger of pissing off people like me.)

So yes. I understand this. And I don't mind letting one of my beloved characters take the fall for the sake of someone else's plotline, particularly when I can tell they've worked really hard on it. You don't want to be defeated yet? Fine. I can play along. I've taken pains not to overstate my characters' looks or talents. (I mention the beauty of one quite often only because his pride is an innate character flaw.)

But you have to play fair. I make allowances for you and I expect the same to fucking be made for me. You should respect this particular character's place in the world.

Instead, what was supposed to be a Kurama-style manipulator who has used his wits to survive has turned into a complete idiot. Another character, meant to be a dignified and experienced knight, is instead fumbling, out of practice, and more of a hinderance in battle than a help. All because I followed the rules and made room for your characters, and you responded by pushing mine away, completely ignoring the allowances I requested.

And I know it's childish and I take things too seriously, but it seems as if any time there are more than three people involved in a storyline, I leave feeling like a shunned child, and worse, a bad writer. I recognize that I'm not the best in the world, but hell. Look at my Schuldig. Look at my Kurama. I've got plot twists and politics and emotional-fuckage coming out my damned ass and I can sure as hell manage better than to be the chick who stands off to the side, misfiring attacks until someone bigger and better comes in to save the day.

Fuckity fuckity fuck fuck fuuuuck.

Otherwise:

Trying to work out a rotation for updating. Trying to do everything every week is too much, so we're going to try to rotate them - so your favorite fic should get an update once every three weeks. Fealty was updated two weeks ado, Deeper last week. Dirge should go up on Tuesday.

I got nostalgic and ordered seasons 1 and 2 of YYh. I had forgotton just how wonderful and special this series is. (Good thing too, because the chapters I'm working on for Dirge needed a boost of inpiration.)

*Retreats into YYH to lick her wounds and fantasize about Kurama*
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