Various notes on writing
Nov. 15th, 2007 12:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morgynleri12:05 AM
I've gotten more written tonight. Thanks to some new music I've picked up.
And I thought I already had the potential pairings for the one sequel screwy enough, but my muses disagreed... that, and Jack seems to want to sit back and not take an active hand in the one - he's happily getting involved in the other one, so he's not being completely uncooperative, it's just... he's going to push the other potential pairing more towards the realm of possiility, and it makes my brain hurt. Not as much with the characters as they are, but still.... it's not squick, just difficult to visualize.
12:37 AM
Anyway, I don't know if it'll actually happen, but I've gotten past the point where I was wondering if my muses were quite insane. I think I'm going to need to read some fluffy goodness after this.... don't know, am still in the floaty & yet vicious state I like writing in. Stuff just... flows.
1:35 AM
Tosh is fun to write. Not in the sense that she's playful-fun, like Jack. She's just... observant, and at the same time, choses to ignore some things, even hen they're right in front of her. I think she may also be a bit of a plot device for me in writing "Broken", bu I'm not certain I care. It's moving the story forward, which is more than I can say for "Damage Control" tonight. Though the particular new CD I picked up is more suited to the former than the latter.
Also, the Doctor is very good about getting into trouble when he's not paying attention.
Snippit for which I say so:
"You could have told us just to leave. Kept Owen here, if you wanted to." The Doctor knows that should get a reaction, but he's not expecting the one that comes. Cool sarcasm, or perhaps just a whip-crack of temper-feuled denial. Not this.
He's still reeling in surprise when he realizes he's back in the TARDIS, and the door is slamming shut behind a cloud of what he thinks for a moment is ice and snow. The thought that Jackie Tyler would get along with Aristan very well crosses his mind before he shakes his head, trying to sort out the whirlwind of seconds between his carefully-chosen barb and now.
The snapping fury in Aristan's eyes as she spins, grabbing his arm in a grip that he thinks he can still find imprinted in his suit, on his skin. The barest hint of a tremble to her voice that vanishes beneath ice and steel as she regains that ounce of lost control. The words that are burned into his memory now.
"I trust those I take care of to chose their time to leave. You're the only one I've had to shove out the door, and you still, for all that you are a Time Lord, have no sense of proper times for everything. Partings included."
Which segment also makes my brain hurt, but I'm not going to even touch to try and edit, or I'm afraid I'll lose the thread of the story.
Mmm... and word counts: Broken (4130 - 1302 since today began, 847 yesterday evening), Damage Control (2251, none today, 369 yesterday evening)
I don't know which I'll get finished first, but I'm pretty sure they'll have as much unsaid as Fallen does. Don't know if either will have as ambiguous an ending, though. Hoping not. Don't need more endings which can split into different stories. Bloody am not writing a "Choose Your Adventure" fragging story. *crosses arms* Hmph.
Anyway, going to stop making this entry longer for now.
[EDIT]
3:02 AM
I thought I said earlier I didn't want to have any more places in the story where I can take the plot in more than one direction without resorting to ebil plot twists. The muses are ebil. Though I can happily tell them I'm not taking the one possible path. I'm not bloody writing fluff for them, no matter how prettily they beg.
[/EDIT]
I've gotten more written tonight. Thanks to some new music I've picked up.
And I thought I already had the potential pairings for the one sequel screwy enough, but my muses disagreed... that, and Jack seems to want to sit back and not take an active hand in the one - he's happily getting involved in the other one, so he's not being completely uncooperative, it's just... he's going to push the other potential pairing more towards the realm of possiility, and it makes my brain hurt. Not as much with the characters as they are, but still.... it's not squick, just difficult to visualize.
12:37 AM
Anyway, I don't know if it'll actually happen, but I've gotten past the point where I was wondering if my muses were quite insane. I think I'm going to need to read some fluffy goodness after this.... don't know, am still in the floaty & yet vicious state I like writing in. Stuff just... flows.
1:35 AM
Tosh is fun to write. Not in the sense that she's playful-fun, like Jack. She's just... observant, and at the same time, choses to ignore some things, even hen they're right in front of her. I think she may also be a bit of a plot device for me in writing "Broken", bu I'm not certain I care. It's moving the story forward, which is more than I can say for "Damage Control" tonight. Though the particular new CD I picked up is more suited to the former than the latter.
Also, the Doctor is very good about getting into trouble when he's not paying attention.
Snippit for which I say so:
"You could have told us just to leave. Kept Owen here, if you wanted to." The Doctor knows that should get a reaction, but he's not expecting the one that comes. Cool sarcasm, or perhaps just a whip-crack of temper-feuled denial. Not this.
He's still reeling in surprise when he realizes he's back in the TARDIS, and the door is slamming shut behind a cloud of what he thinks for a moment is ice and snow. The thought that Jackie Tyler would get along with Aristan very well crosses his mind before he shakes his head, trying to sort out the whirlwind of seconds between his carefully-chosen barb and now.
The snapping fury in Aristan's eyes as she spins, grabbing his arm in a grip that he thinks he can still find imprinted in his suit, on his skin. The barest hint of a tremble to her voice that vanishes beneath ice and steel as she regains that ounce of lost control. The words that are burned into his memory now.
"I trust those I take care of to chose their time to leave. You're the only one I've had to shove out the door, and you still, for all that you are a Time Lord, have no sense of proper times for everything. Partings included."
Which segment also makes my brain hurt, but I'm not going to even touch to try and edit, or I'm afraid I'll lose the thread of the story.
Mmm... and word counts: Broken (4130 - 1302 since today began, 847 yesterday evening), Damage Control (2251, none today, 369 yesterday evening)
I don't know which I'll get finished first, but I'm pretty sure they'll have as much unsaid as Fallen does. Don't know if either will have as ambiguous an ending, though. Hoping not. Don't need more endings which can split into different stories. Bloody am not writing a "Choose Your Adventure" fragging story. *crosses arms* Hmph.
Anyway, going to stop making this entry longer for now.
[EDIT]
3:02 AM
I thought I said earlier I didn't want to have any more places in the story where I can take the plot in more than one direction without resorting to ebil plot twists. The muses are ebil. Though I can happily tell them I'm not taking the one possible path. I'm not bloody writing fluff for them, no matter how prettily they beg.
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