I suppose talking to yourself just in your head won't work as well? No... well, I suppose that can be a distraction while you're driving too.
Yay about the upcoming chapters! I really, really do wish I was able to help you out about the Liverpudlian Chinese but that one's stumping me. Have you tried posting over at little_details? There seems to be quite a remarkable number of people over there with all sorts of fascinating knowledge and/or links.
You are a better woman than I am at the moment. I can't even work on fic as diligently as I should. My head's all wrapped up in gangsters, booze, pretty clothes and old-fashioned dance tunes (am 2/3 of the way through "Boardwalk Empire") and it won't leave me just yet.
Based on Boardwalk Empire, l_a_r_m dared to suggest to me Steve Buscemi for Col. Clark. I told her that if she kept that up, Tebbitt was going to have nodular acne scarring and go prematurely bald.
Buscemi doesn't quite fit the visual of Colonel Clark for me based on the little we know of him (Clark) so far. But his portrayal as Nucky Thompson -- that I could kind of see; it's the character, I think.
I DO Not Do Visuals. Really. Ever. My embarrassment meter skyrockets. I avert my gaze.
Except maybe King Caspian in those nice pants (I went looking for Dorian Gray clips after my second viewing of VotDT). And now, alas, Col. Clark. ACK!!!! Rth reaches for the brain bleach
As for Tebbitt, you may take that up with metonomia and l_a_r_m. They have detailed opinions on this subject.
Aw, that sounds like the time I was talking to one of my characters on the way to work with my phone up to my ear to not look batshit. Aaand one of my coworkers was driving next to me and trying to get my attention and of course I was grinning like a fool and totally oblivious. And then she tried to get me to tell her who I was in love with because apparently I had that sort of face.
It's so sad when we get our crazy temporarily taken away from us.
And then she tried to get me to tell her who I was in love with because apparently I had that sort of face. Oh gawd, YES. This happens. Or, your are thinking about something fic related and grinning like an idiot in the office and someone says, "You are in a good mood." BUSTED
I hate that kind of interference with how one operates. Even when it's in a good cause, like this one: I get resentful.
I hope you are able to come up with a different methodology. Perhaps you can go for long walks at lunch? Or go sit in the car at lunch? Oh, wait, no, it's winter, that won't work.
Well, good luck with it and I hope it won't last too long.
ps -- I rather liked what I saw of Col. Clark, as well. The gift of Chocolate was a very nice touch: can I assume this was before Hershey and Nestle became a by-word for "terrible American excuse for chocolate" in Europe? *grin*
Look, given a choice between d-rats and cadbury (I hate cadbury. I know. They'll be turning up with torches and pitchforks any minute now.), I'd take the cadbury in a heartbeat. I would imagine the British reaction to hershey would be much the same. :)
There's a lot more of Clark in the next chapter and then more to come down the road. I've thought about it waaay too much, but part of it is that I'm finally writing someone who is unabashedly an American liberal lawyer. He's closer to what I know and to the people I knew who worked in the International Human Rights Law Group in the 90s. This character is also, in terms of the work and role (but not personality), based on a really, really remarkable person who I deeply admire who was then fictionalized in film in a terrific performance. So, yeah, I'm seriously doomed
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I write fic in the car too! (So I'm kind of excited that the college where I teach is back in session, because I've missed my drives.) What is it about driving that is so conducive to imagination?
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Yay about the upcoming chapters! I really, really do wish I was able to help you out about the Liverpudlian Chinese but that one's stumping me. Have you tried posting over at little_details? There seems to be quite a remarkable number of people over there with all sorts of fascinating knowledge and/or links.
You are a better woman than I am at the moment. I can't even work on fic as diligently as I should. My head's all wrapped up in gangsters, booze, pretty clothes and old-fashioned dance tunes (am 2/3 of the way through "Boardwalk Empire") and it won't leave me just yet.
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And are we soliciting visuals for Tebbitt too?
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I DO Not Do Visuals. Really. Ever. My embarrassment meter skyrockets. I avert my gaze.
Except maybe King Caspian in those nice pants (I went looking for Dorian Gray clips after my second viewing of VotDT). And now, alas, Col. Clark. ACK!!!! Rth reaches for the brain bleach
As for Tebbitt, you may take that up with metonomia and l_a_r_m. They have detailed opinions on this subject.
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Let me just say though, your love for him shines through in the writing. Which makes me, as a reader, love him too. So you'd best not stop loving him!
(As one of my friends said the other day, I have an amazing talent for rationalizing the irrational. Including fangirl love of OCs.)
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Shhhh! Don't tell my husband!
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It's so sad when we get our crazy temporarily taken away from us.
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Oh gawd, YES. This happens. Or, your are thinking about something fic related and grinning like an idiot in the office and someone says, "You are in a good mood." BUSTED
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I hate that kind of interference with how one operates. Even when it's in a good cause, like this one: I get resentful.
I hope you are able to come up with a different methodology. Perhaps you can go for long walks at lunch? Or go sit in the car at lunch? Oh, wait, no, it's winter, that won't work.
Well, good luck with it and I hope it won't last too long.
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it is alone, and ME time. No one else. Just you. It's heavenly.
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