On dreams and art
Apr. 16th, 2009 12:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vr_trakowskiLast night I dreamed of tidal waves, cliffs, churches, salt and ice, and Dale Midkiff. Also that I was dreaming, which was disorienting when I thought myself to be awake anyway.
My latest plot bunny is running in my veins like a virus, and the only thing keeping me from working on it at my lunch break is the fact that if I start I probably won't be able to stop. Well, that and it's probably going to be NC-17, muse willing, and this is a work computer. It's not letting me work on PK or anything else, which could be a problem given that I haven't finished the next chapter yet, but I suppose I could take a week off if I had to. I'm hoping I can get this one done by Sunday, at least in rough draft.
It's an odd piece. Much more angsty than I usually do, particularly for this fandom, and it is very defined--I know what's to happen, it's just a matter of getting the characters there. The thing is, it's full of emotion, and I keep looking at what I've written and wondering where the heck it's all coming from, because I haven't experienced anything remotely like what I'm putting Pepper through. More so than usual, that is.
This sort of push from a story is rare, and I love it even as I grumble about it. I wrote almost three thousand words yesterday, which is more than what I'd push for during NaNoWriMo, and I stopped only because I ran out of time.
I don't even know if people will like this one, and it'll probably be a while before I post it. But just to write it is a joy all its own.
My latest plot bunny is running in my veins like a virus, and the only thing keeping me from working on it at my lunch break is the fact that if I start I probably won't be able to stop. Well, that and it's probably going to be NC-17, muse willing, and this is a work computer. It's not letting me work on PK or anything else, which could be a problem given that I haven't finished the next chapter yet, but I suppose I could take a week off if I had to. I'm hoping I can get this one done by Sunday, at least in rough draft.
It's an odd piece. Much more angsty than I usually do, particularly for this fandom, and it is very defined--I know what's to happen, it's just a matter of getting the characters there. The thing is, it's full of emotion, and I keep looking at what I've written and wondering where the heck it's all coming from, because I haven't experienced anything remotely like what I'm putting Pepper through. More so than usual, that is.
This sort of push from a story is rare, and I love it even as I grumble about it. I wrote almost three thousand words yesterday, which is more than what I'd push for during NaNoWriMo, and I stopped only because I ran out of time.
I don't even know if people will like this one, and it'll probably be a while before I post it. But just to write it is a joy all its own.