| Weird personal writing rituals, let me show you them. |
[Sep. 18th, 2010|11:43 am]
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Fact: I can't start a story in earnest until I've both mapped out the emotional landscape of the story—and believe me, this doesn't even mean particulars as such, it just means that I have this amorphous actual shape or imprint in my head and under my skin that tells me what the story will feel like as a whole, how it will settle in that space in my chest, okay, dammit, I'm a freak—and, oddly enough, have a title.
What are your tics when it comes to starting/producing fan-work? |
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None of this would be possible without copious amounts of tea and nicotine.
Great deeds are rarely possible without copious amounts of these things.
Edited at 2010-09-19 10:30 am (UTC)
Right now the tea is providing breaks in which I can wander away from the computer and let my brain percolate. This is very necessary to the whole writing process. Now all I need is an ashtray attached to my hand in such a way that I can stop gumming up the keyboard with fag ash and I'm sorted. | |
