Must. Write. Now.
Mar. 22nd, 2009 08:54 pmThe show went...okay. Better than expected, but not as well as hoped for; still, worse than expected would have crushed me right now, so I'm happy.
I'm also in high obsessive gear about a story.
Really high obsessive gear.
It popped into my head somehow on...Friday, I think? And I started narrating it in my head, as I do, and I narrated quite a bit of it, and I was...I was transfixed by it. Mesmerized, somehow. I thought about it all day yesterday and narrated huge portions of it in my head, and came up with side characters and plot and some twists and turns.
Last night I went to bed around 11:45, knowing I'd have to get up at 6. And I started narrating the story in my head, from the very beginning, and I wrote the whole story in my head from beginning to end. I think it had to have been around 3K or so. Now, this is not new for me; I narrate stuff in my head all the time, using complete sentences, exact phrasing, etc. However, this thing spun together so well that I didn't think about anything else through the entire story. I just narrated it, a little breathlessly, and it just...formed, on and on, sentence after sentence. And then at 2:30, just as I was reaching the conclusion, I realized that I really had to go to sleep.
At the show all day I was still narrating huge long portions of it.
Past experience has taught me that if I do not write this now, I will lose it all in the murk. I had this happen once before with this incredible Snupin story that I put together on a long drive; it was delicious and taut and utterly riveting (well, to me) and dark and intense, and because I had so much to do when I got home I put the story on the back burner, and now I remember nothing at all about it except the fading feelings it inspired.
I need to write this asap, methinks.
And I feel guilty, but I need to shout for joy about
cactus_wren, and it will have to wait until tomorrow. I'm too loopy to do it justice tonight.
Plus, the story is burning me. Every time I think about it I get butterflies in my stomach. *shivers* (Oh, it's a Riptide fic, of course, btw.)
I'm also in high obsessive gear about a story.
Really high obsessive gear.
It popped into my head somehow on...Friday, I think? And I started narrating it in my head, as I do, and I narrated quite a bit of it, and I was...I was transfixed by it. Mesmerized, somehow. I thought about it all day yesterday and narrated huge portions of it in my head, and came up with side characters and plot and some twists and turns.
Last night I went to bed around 11:45, knowing I'd have to get up at 6. And I started narrating the story in my head, from the very beginning, and I wrote the whole story in my head from beginning to end. I think it had to have been around 3K or so. Now, this is not new for me; I narrate stuff in my head all the time, using complete sentences, exact phrasing, etc. However, this thing spun together so well that I didn't think about anything else through the entire story. I just narrated it, a little breathlessly, and it just...formed, on and on, sentence after sentence. And then at 2:30, just as I was reaching the conclusion, I realized that I really had to go to sleep.
At the show all day I was still narrating huge long portions of it.
Past experience has taught me that if I do not write this now, I will lose it all in the murk. I had this happen once before with this incredible Snupin story that I put together on a long drive; it was delicious and taut and utterly riveting (well, to me) and dark and intense, and because I had so much to do when I got home I put the story on the back burner, and now I remember nothing at all about it except the fading feelings it inspired.
I need to write this asap, methinks.
And I feel guilty, but I need to shout for joy about
Plus, the story is burning me. Every time I think about it I get butterflies in my stomach. *shivers* (Oh, it's a Riptide fic, of course, btw.)
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Date: 2009-03-23 01:09 am (UTC)Also, YAY for doing better than expected at the show today -- I hope you didn't push yourself too hard, though.
:: hugs ::
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Date: 2009-03-23 01:22 am (UTC)In fact, I don't think I've told anyone the plot for this one yet. It's too...dark or something. I just need to write it, I think.
eeeee!
As far as pushing too hard--my jaw aches, my head aches, and I felt pretty ugly when I got home, lol. But I still feel better than last week this time, so that's an improvement.
I hope you feel better too!! *hugs*
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Date: 2009-03-23 01:40 am (UTC)Whether it's the one that you told me about or not *doesn't matter*! It's Riptide fic!
:: hugs you tight ::
And OMG, that's so sad, that all those aches are an improvement, but it is what it is.
Go, you!
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Date: 2009-03-23 01:41 am (UTC):: hugs you tight ::
I'm so scared that no one will like this fic but me. It's...um...intense. *nodnod*
And OMG, that's so sad, that all those aches are an improvement, but it is what it is.
Definitely an improvement, because I can breathe! Huzzah!
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Date: 2009-03-23 01:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-23 01:22 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-23 07:57 am (UTC)And now, write your story!!! I'm so happy that you feel this burn to write. It's such a great feeling. :-)
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Date: 2009-03-23 03:40 pm (UTC)I wrote 800 words last night, even though I was in a complete daze. I'm so excited! I'm going to try to write more today. This story is boiling in my veins.