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[apiphile]

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The New Chivalry: How To Date Without Being a DouchebagMaking a public hoo-ha about writing one book and then being forced to admit that you can't get a handle on it and are going to write a different one instead is a bit embarrassing, but as Lin very sensibly pointed out this is the Year Of Write Whatever The Fuck You Want, and what I

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[cellardoor28]

I am also looking forward to Sunday. if nothing else, we can draft suicide notes together.

[apiphile]

"Dear world: it is not entirely your fault, but if you could just have given me more money and some functioning medication..."

[cellardoor28]

"... and the dental equivalent of the NHS"

[apiphile]

"Please do not play Robbie Williams' Angels at my funeral or I will haunt the fuck out of you."

[tsuki_no_bara]

>>and what I want to write turns out to be actually hokey supernatural London-based gangland Shakespeare rip-offs with bisexual love triangles and blood magic,<<

i would read that book! and every year should be the year of writing whatever the fuck you want.

[apiphile]

Hopefully this works out a little better than it sounds in summary.

You'd THINK every year should be, but sometimes sacrifices have to be made.

[ayelienne]

I'm down for reading that book too ;)

[wolfy_writing]

Yeah, Write Whatever The Fuck You Want definitely covers you hear. (My Write Whatever The Fuck You Want is threatening to unravel as part of my brain keeps going "Write Cronenberg-ripoff Doctor/TARDIS fic with surgically installed techno-organic tentacles and a hole in the Doctor's head that can be penetrated for a direct connection with the brain!")

[apiphile]

Well I support that part of your brain whole-heartedly.

[wolfy_writing]

I thought you might (although it's a surprisingly sentimental story idea, for one involving tentacles in the brain).

[rionaleonhart]

Lines from the most recent Waterloo Road episode that made me think of you, oh dear:

Josh: Don't think [my dad]'ll ever let me move out, so he can 'keep an eye on me'. It sounds weird, but ever since he's been on his own it's like he sort of uses me as a sort of relationship substitute. Don't get me wrong, I love chilling with him, it's just like sometimes we're an old married couple.

Josh: (to Tom) I don't want to hang with you all the time. I know you're lonely, but it's too much for me. I need my own life too. I'm not your partner, I'm your son.

[apiphile]

Do they actually ever read these lines back to themselves when they're writing, do you think?

[coniferous_you]

Making a public hoo-ha about writing one book and then being forced to admit that you can't get a handle on it and are going to write a different one instead is a bit embarrassing

I miss the reference. Did you do this, or someone you know? I'm not sure it's that embarrassing. I do that all the time, except I don't post about it online because I just don't really do that a lot. I don't even know if one long work ever goes forever without mutating into an entirely different one (now that I could post about!).

Anyway, this comment is just an excuse to scorn a very public writer from my home province. She recently self-published a novel (of unacceptably low presentation quality; since self-publishing is kind of a legitimate thing back home and people sometimes make a living that way, it's kind of wrong that she can just crank out some bad CGI cover and call it a day-but that's beside the point) and did an interview for a local paper where she acted like writing a book (it was her first, Del, her first manuscript ever) was just the gosh

[apiphile]

I did this. You've been bust getting married and whatnot :P

HAh whoops.

[coniferous_you]

I guess you're right. It's been kind of a year so far! (Also our Internet company went comic-book levels of evil so we had to get rid of our Internet out of disgust; not so useful for staying in touch, I guess).

And this book is in the school curriculum back home. Out of the way Shakespeare, here's a book about fairies who quip!

[apiphile]

... dear god really? What's her name?