What's the hardest thing about writing, and why is it titles?
Ha. Maybe for some of you titles are easy to come up with. In which case, what's your secret, because that's probably mostly what I struggle with?
One way I've often tried to handle this has been with song lyrics - with The Hunger Games, there's so often been a Les Miserables lyric that fits. In one particular case with Yellowjackets, Ben's imagining he was home with Paul watching the news of the crash immediately took my mind to the Miss Saigon song The Movie In My Mind, so on that occasion I had the title before I fully had the fic.
One particular moment of frustration, which I happened to be talkng about in a comm, was one time when I wanted lyrics about fire, and kept getting stupid shit about metaphors for sex. However, the plot was Janet from School Spirits, who dies in a fire in the 1950s and has been trapped in her high school for years, struggling to deal with anything to do with fire because things like times when some idiot sets the fire alarm off for a joke or the obligatory people having a cigarette at school would bring the fire straight back to Janet. So on this particular occasion, metaphors for sex were exactly what I didn't want and were basically useless!
One way I've often tried to handle this has been with song lyrics - with The Hunger Games, there's so often been a Les Miserables lyric that fits. In one particular case with Yellowjackets, Ben's imagining he was home with Paul watching the news of the crash immediately took my mind to the Miss Saigon song The Movie In My Mind, so on that occasion I had the title before I fully had the fic.
One particular moment of frustration, which I happened to be talkng about in a comm, was one time when I wanted lyrics about fire, and kept getting stupid shit about metaphors for sex. However, the plot was Janet from School Spirits, who dies in a fire in the 1950s and has been trapped in her high school for years, struggling to deal with anything to do with fire because things like times when some idiot sets the fire alarm off for a joke or the obligatory people having a cigarette at school would bring the fire straight back to Janet. So on this particular occasion, metaphors for sex were exactly what I didn't want and were basically useless!