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Today was absolutely, completely unproductive. Aside from a little laundry, I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. I'm actually kind of annoyed at myself for it. On the other hand, I think I really needed this day to recharge. The previous week was kind of... a little... well, you know.
Well, okay. I lie when I say I didn't do anything today. I did go to the cafe and do some writing for a while. This is the first time in weeks that I've been able to sit down and write, and it felt really good to do that. I finished the draft of a short gift-fic. When I originally wrote it, I wasn't happy with it at all, but re-reading it, I think it's pretty okay. There's a slight issue with it, in that full understanding of it requires the reader know what a palimpsest is, but I'm pretty sure that someone can at least get the idea from the text itself. I need to do some editing on it, of course, and might add some other stuff to it, but for all intents and purposes, it's done.
I also worked briefly on the Sweden/Norway union fic. Yes, I'm still working on it, and no, I haven't given up on it. It's just... coming very, very slowly. It's hard to sit down and write it.
In some ways, I find it very difficult to capture them in a way that isn't just one single, brief, immediate moment. With "Bide Thee, Night" it came very easily, because of the dense style and the fact that it was just one tiny, single point in time. This, though - it's different. A different style. It's written in the style I reserve for long stories - makes sense, because it will be long - and while that style is easy to read, it's not easy to write.
And then, there's the problem of - well, the characters themselves, and the circumstances. I think I've gone on about this a few times. It's just difficult. Challenging. I'm trying to cover about a hundred years of history, here, and moreover - how the hell can I write about two people falling in love when they're very... subtle people. They don't talk much, and when they're together, it seems everything just sort of... slows down. Becomes steady and slow and quiet. Don't get me wrong, I like that - it's one of the things I love about this pair - but man, is it ever hard to write.
I think when I get closer to 1814, I'll have a much easier time, what with all the conflict going on. Though, I'll have to refresh myself on all the issues that were going on at that time... Ugh, that time was such a goddamn clusterfuck, it's hard to keep things straight.
Anyway. Aside from writing and laundry, today = nothing. At least I got to relax, though. But because I took a break today, it means I'm definitely back to the grindstone tomorrow. Sigh. It never ends!
Well, okay. I lie when I say I didn't do anything today. I did go to the cafe and do some writing for a while. This is the first time in weeks that I've been able to sit down and write, and it felt really good to do that. I finished the draft of a short gift-fic. When I originally wrote it, I wasn't happy with it at all, but re-reading it, I think it's pretty okay. There's a slight issue with it, in that full understanding of it requires the reader know what a palimpsest is, but I'm pretty sure that someone can at least get the idea from the text itself. I need to do some editing on it, of course, and might add some other stuff to it, but for all intents and purposes, it's done.
I also worked briefly on the Sweden/Norway union fic. Yes, I'm still working on it, and no, I haven't given up on it. It's just... coming very, very slowly. It's hard to sit down and write it.
In some ways, I find it very difficult to capture them in a way that isn't just one single, brief, immediate moment. With "Bide Thee, Night" it came very easily, because of the dense style and the fact that it was just one tiny, single point in time. This, though - it's different. A different style. It's written in the style I reserve for long stories - makes sense, because it will be long - and while that style is easy to read, it's not easy to write.
And then, there's the problem of - well, the characters themselves, and the circumstances. I think I've gone on about this a few times. It's just difficult. Challenging. I'm trying to cover about a hundred years of history, here, and moreover - how the hell can I write about two people falling in love when they're very... subtle people. They don't talk much, and when they're together, it seems everything just sort of... slows down. Becomes steady and slow and quiet. Don't get me wrong, I like that - it's one of the things I love about this pair - but man, is it ever hard to write.
I think when I get closer to 1814, I'll have a much easier time, what with all the conflict going on. Though, I'll have to refresh myself on all the issues that were going on at that time... Ugh, that time was such a goddamn clusterfuck, it's hard to keep things straight.
Anyway. Aside from writing and laundry, today = nothing. At least I got to relax, though. But because I took a break today, it means I'm definitely back to the grindstone tomorrow. Sigh. It never ends!