The smut writing process
A short excerpt from Ten's brain:
*sung at top of lungs* "LOVE IS A VERB HERE IN MY ROOM! LOVE IS A VERB~~" Unless you're trying to write less clinical smut. In which case, LOVE IS A METAPHOR HERE IN MY ROOM~~~~
A HA HA buttons.
Oh, why must there be continuity errors all over the place? *kludges* EDIT: WHY CAN'T I SPELL?
PRETTY BLUE.
This would be prettier, Ichigo, if you'd invested in some windows.
Also, if you and Renji would stop doing Ray's sword porn dance in my head. STOP IT. (Especially the lines about STOP IT NOW.)
*sigh* Shirt on. Right.
...eww. That stuff's gonna dry and I'm gonna have to scrape it off and I'll lose BRAIN with it.
Brown-pink? Or pink-brown? Or just dusky?
This stuff is fatiguing, ya'll.
*sung at top of lungs* "LOVE IS A VERB HERE IN MY ROOM! LOVE IS A VERB~~" Unless you're trying to write less clinical smut. In which case, LOVE IS A METAPHOR HERE IN MY ROOM~~~~
A HA HA buttons.
Oh, why must there be continuity errors all over the place? *kludges* EDIT: WHY CAN'T I SPELL?
PRETTY BLUE.
This would be prettier, Ichigo, if you'd invested in some windows.
Also, if you and Renji would stop doing Ray's sword porn dance in my head. STOP IT. (Especially the lines about STOP IT NOW.)
*sigh* Shirt on. Right.
...eww. That stuff's gonna dry and I'm gonna have to scrape it off and I'll lose BRAIN with it.
Brown-pink? Or pink-brown? Or just dusky?
This stuff is fatiguing, ya'll.