Just Not Happening (Much)
Am I really undertaking to write 4-5K of solid smut?
Apparently I am. But being in a pissy mood means that every single word of a sex scene has to be pulled out with pliers. Not really very sexy, so I’ll just link to my old advice about writing those smexx0rs and call it a draw.
Today was a day of errands and waiting and more errands and a haircut and turning the scene over and over inside my head, trying desperately to find the hook that will let me step in and catch the flow. Some days one keeps reaching and reaching, and the words come out only in dribbles. Like Devon Monk recently wrote, I’m turtling toward a dream today.
Oh well. The characters want to fall into bed, I want them to fall into bed, I just have to arrange things so they will.
*cracks knuckles*
All right. Let’s tango.
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Tags: not worth chewing through the leather straps, short story madness, the goddamn Muse
April 13th, 2010 at 3:59 pm
Heh! Oh, how I chortle at thee!
Might be time to cue up that Jason Mraz video again.
April 13th, 2010 at 4:24 pm
Well, if the characters want it, they’ll figure out a way to make it happen.
Sorry about the difficulty though, I know the feeling. Keep on turtling!
April 13th, 2010 at 8:38 pm
I just found this website and have been tearing through past posts. The geeky reader / fan in me loves hearing how the books came to be and the aspiring writer finds seriously helpful stuff in here. Thanks for blogging, and for your books!
April 14th, 2010 at 2:13 am
OMG, that old post is one of my favorite!
I’m still wondering what the heck it is that Japh did.