it's only words, but still . . .
I've only added a hundred or two hundred words, but . . . the line that "belonged in the lemonesque" has been added, although not verbatim, and these are words that make me feel sick. Heartsick and actually kind of nauseous. The only consolation is that this is similar to how Furuba 105 made me feel, and that maybe if I feel it readers will feel it too.
There's something fundamentally disturbing about this happening as part of a story that was originally an attempt to "see if I could write a decent sex scene".
Ok, no, there's another small consolation there--at least this isn't incorporated into a sexual part of the piece.
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This is the song I have mapped onto Rin at the moment--mostly due to the mood rather than the lyrics, but not entirely.
Current lyrics:
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
There's something fundamentally disturbing about this happening as part of a story that was originally an attempt to "see if I could write a decent sex scene".
Ok, no, there's another small consolation there--at least this isn't incorporated into a sexual part of the piece.
***
This is the song I have mapped onto Rin at the moment--mostly due to the mood rather than the lyrics, but not entirely.
Current lyrics:
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes