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Also, great to discover during the last half of year during that time of getting better through mold toxicity, I was obsessed with a perfection of presentation. I thought patterns of writing were wrong, that I needed to present the text in a way that conformed to other writing that lacked those patterns. My brain was obsessed with this endeavor. It had labeled a certain presentation as the only ‘right’ writing and would not accept any other form–and was being quite a miserable bitch about the entire thing, might I add.
I have apparently gotten the fuck over that. Thank fuck! XD Here’s hoping that mentality remains. It’s far more fun to write when not being a critical bitch to oneself.
Oh, and I made a picture of KY!
Lol, it might be way too fucking long. I don’t know. I’m done looking at the fucking thing right now. No more breaks, no more questions or doubts–we’ll be lucky is I stop long enough to get a newsletter out this weekend. I’m finishing this fucking book. I’ve got fucking shit to do already. Rawr!
*** reread it. It’s exactly as long as it needs to be. Fucking sexy. <3
Finally–fucking finally! Gah, okay, so Soot gets his name and his voice back and our lovely shapeshifter finally speaks his mind. Now to see what will happen to poor TJ. *eyebrow waggle*
I feel more myself today. Every time I leave the bedroom, my allergies flare up. So I just stopped leaving the bedroom and voila! I feel like myself again. XD Ah, it’s amazing what a little inflammation in the body can do to mood, thought, perception of the world, etc. Mental clarity is so quickly sacrificed with an allergic response.
Okay, had to redo Hellcat #25. I was in the middle of a 2 hour car ride the other night in which I realized Magnolia would never just give in like that. Even chained and threatened with death. Logic has nothing to do with it, that chick just has to win at everything. This version feels more honest to her, lol, and a bit more drama.
Anywho, I’m buckling down today. Expect updates soon.
I want to flesh out the draft of an episode first and then edit it as a final draft all in one go. New technique… or so I say, cuz who the fuck knows what I’ll actually do, eh? XD Which is why I’m doing the writing goal thing. Episode at a time so even if it’s a little out of order initially, the focus is the same for completion.
I think it’ll help keep me on track without being so neurotic that I go batshit. XD I can jump from these 6 stories, and once an episode is complete I can feel safe to jump to another option. I’d like to approach the novels in an episode style as well, basically 5 or so scenes each time. I work well in writing jaunts instead of slogs, lol. But yeah, let’s give it a shot and see how things go. I’m feeling pretty excited about it all. <3
So, we’ll see if this works. I want to put the drafts up, and try to get a few scenes done a week on top of the novel writing. The current novel is Hellcat, the next one will be Sorcerer Slayer. After that, I’m thinking that Demon Virus remake of sexiness before jumping into the Sorcerer Slayer sequel (which I have no name yet but is all about Theodore kicking and screaming as he finds his mate. <3) 5 scenes in a serial can be a 10,000 word episode, it can be something completed so I don’t feel like I’m wading around in the dark never completing anything. I had hoped I wouldn’t need that as a writer, that’s why I liked the subscription model of writing whatever. I’m seeing now that a part of me works better with the structure of goals. Small, attainable goals that add up into series and such. Because seriously, these long ass novels feel like winter, you know? I’m just waiting for a spark, some bright sunshine and happy weather and life and it’s just a blur of grimy slush outside.
I think you guys are going to like the next episode of Demon Bonded. The draft of scene #11 cuts off in the middle of an upcoming sex scene. I’m not sure how far I want to go with it, to be honest. Ky’s being a resistant brat, still very pissed off about everything even if he’s already decided to do the ‘right thing’ and fight for the Relics. I want Magnificent to give him a wakeup call, but I just don’t think Mag is ready to handle such a bitchy Ky just yet. XD
No wonder it was so hard to flesh him out; again, I was ignoring the ways I knew it would work for this ‘ideal’ of having it different. How silly. XD I forgot to let him react out of past issues, not just to the current situation. That is a character–his actions are all old software from his past that he repeats again and again in new circumstances until he finally finds a way free of his own bullshit thanks to the plot. It’s the tension of wondering if he’s going to just fuck himself all over again that’s more interesting than the simple reveal of why he’s fucked up. The info is needed in the beginning to allow for empathy, and goodness, I just didn’t do the work. ^^ But what fun to find it now!
I used to be intrigued by other artists (drawing/painting) who would be surprised to learn an artist scrapped an earlier idea, they let it go and allowed the drawing to be something else–something ultimately better because of it. It’s hard from a creative mindset to do that. We look at our creations as something to cling to, to identify, and not only do we judge ourselves if it doesn’t reach a certain standard, but we can choke hold that poor creation so tight, it doesn’t have an ability to change and grow.
This, I think is what I really admire about Jen, an author I chat with, because she is always so ready to go into a script and chop it the fuck up so it can be something even more amazing. Not only that, it seems to come from this place of excitement–I get to make it be something even better!–instead of frustration. I want that more in my life. I didn’t realize I clung to writing the way I saw artists cling to drawings. Like those first sketch lines have to stay, have to fucking mean something instead of being allowed to evolve. I found the characters later in the book and now I need to put them in the beginning, otherwise, it might not be that good of a story.
I think if I cling less to what I ‘want’ the story to be (in many a case, done–just be done already!!! XD) and focus more on letting the story be what it wants to be, the process can be far more enjoyable. And… I might feel a little self conscious because I’m sharing all the draft work online. A little part of me wonders ‘do people see me change things and think I’m a bad writer?’ XD Well, if they do, they do. Lol. I got to this point in Hellcat where I realized I want the mood of the sequel to feel like HEAT, where Sean is going to go completely obsessive over TJ, and really, how can we have so much fun without the first book leading up to it? XD You gotta give a character something to grow from or it just looks like they’re standing still.
…They look a bit like manga covers, eh? <3 I used to read manga voraciously–I think it inspired a lot of themes in the Demon Bonded series, actually. Ah, nerding. XD
There are these parts of the character you filter events through to provide motivation, and sometimes certain scenes loudly get certain parts responding. A problem requires the brain, a conflict requires the heart. But the body is present in all things, and given this is an erotic story, I’d like to see that sexy, obsessive, absolutely selfish desire get represented more. So once I finish this draft, right before the final, final edit, I’m going to go through and see what a dick filter will do for each scene. XD
I think it’ll be fun, especially in those beginning intro scenes. <3 I have this idea of how Sean has been lusting over TJ and it’s supposed to make him act like an asshole to his friend, but I never really show it. I want to show that perspective where Sean’s repressed desires make him a total asshole, and how TJ is really just a sweet fuck for putting up with it (and maybe a masochist, at that. >D) Funny how sometimes you don’t find the characters until the end, then you have to go back and put them into the beginning.
Speaking of which, guess whose been whispering (and arguing) in my ear lately? Fox and Vincent. Totally not having a mental breakdown–joys of being a writer, this is normal! They’re getting ready to take over writing time. I want to read through their story once again. I have this vague idea of the ending, and I think that’s where I’m getting hesitant. I had this same problem with Demon Arms, actually. I wrote the majority of the book, then stopped for half a year–yeah, no one knew I was writing that novel so there wasn’t anyone to kindly point out to get back on track. I needed to let the characters stew and figure out where they wanted to go before I actually sent Wylie and Dorian into that mirror to save Beck.
I have a feeling my plans laid out for the current ending to Sorcerer Slayer are going to be completely usurped by the characters by the time we all get to those final chapters. And fuck, it’ll be amazing for it, pretty sure. I loved how Demon Arms ended just as much as it began. It’s worth the extra time to let the characters figure their shit out enough to show up and play. <3
I might try something new this time around where the editing process involves the final draft process as well. I edit by running the story through the speech function on Word to catch any mistakes, but also to hear how the story sounds aloud, if it has the right rhythm I like–if shit makes sense. XD Lol. I might just combine drafting with that final check just to see if I can’t speed things along. I want this book done already, to be honest. I already have the sequel planned (Sean becoming a daddy, Soot fighting Magnolia for the keys to his castle, so to speak, and of course, corrupting TJ–as well as abducting him.) It’ll be fun, but planned for later. The guys from Sorcerer Slayer are getting impatient, damn it.
Sean knows what those wicked, hellfire eyes want. Him, on his knees, taking every finger, tongue, tail, and tentacle.
This is what being corrupted by a demon feels like. It has to be. Sean’s not supposed to have fangs, damn it, or know magic. And this bs where he’s horny and begging all the time? No, not freaking happening. He’s just a nerd—a hot, gay, totally panicky IT specialist, who needs to find a solution to his destroyed business, asap. He doesn’t have time for whatever weird this shape-shifting demon is into. Soot can’t just claim him whenever he wants, over and over again. He’s about to be homeless!
If he doesn’t save a witch from a psycho, it’s game over. But Sean’s changing, turning into someone he doesn’t recognize. He’s not sure if he can play hero, not even when Soot abducts his painfully straight crush to the top of a tower full of witches, gargoyles, and one very pissed off dragon.
There has to be a way out. Stealing a 3 million dollar hellcat isn’t a binding contract to be a sex thrall, no matter how much his demon master disagrees.
I don’t know why I cling to shit that makes life difficult, but I do. Here’s to letting go of old shit and embracing new things. Now back to Hellcat!
Gah, everything bleeds money outside of linux. fuckballs.
A small concern about my chromebook… fine, not so small depending on how things go. So I have a modified chromebook with crouton because for whatever reason the google version of things was just so fucking slow. I mean right out of the box the damn thing was dragging, and this was a new machine… 3? years ago when I got it. My memory is shit. But yeah, it was slow, sluggish, and I don’t know why it was so hard to just find a computer to write on. Ubuntu let me use Libre office, and once I discovered Scrivener, whoo, forget about it. Free software, fast response and I could still get online and browse like a breeze–even the Internet browsing with the google side was fucking slow and the saving was shit. Not customization–I hate not being able to customize my shit. It’s why I won’t touch Apple. Why throw down cash for something you can’t make your own? I don’t know how google made a simple machine and fucked it so bad, but crouton saved the day and I was lucky to have a processor that could handle the more advanced version of Ubuntu.
But, something happened. Not sure what, if it’s crouton, memory, or purely a Scrivener problem or what, but I’ve lost data on Hellcat the last time I closed the program. Thankfully it’s all backed up on the website–no new data lost, but I’m wary going forward, wary I may have lost things in other docs I’m not aware of. I’m going to cloud everything and go through and hopefully I’ll have a working chromebook by the time I’m done. @[email protected] This was the same machine that got a bad spark and blew out the battery port a few months back. I’m worried I might be looking at residual hardware damage.
I’m not looking forward to the cost of a new machine–not even just the cost, but because they don’t do what I want. If it wasn’t for crouton, this chromebook would have been fucking useless to me. Google docs is slower than a drying turd on its own chromebook and far from intuitive. My bf has a chromebook but didn’t have the right type–processor or something–so his linux partition is shit, can’t even run a browser. I’m not sure if I can find something this nice going forward. :/ Hopefully, it’s all in my head and the computer just had a little hiccup. Can’t count on it though. Not if I might lose data…
Ah, fuck. I seriously hate needless work. It’s the worst time of year for this with cash sucked up by the holidays… but I did just get a chunk of change from Pronoun. Maybe I’ll get lucky and find a sale chromebook with the right specs–happened for this one. I don’t want a laptop, I don’t want something needlessly complicated and bulky when all I use this machine for is writing, posting that writing, and writing html to format the mobi files. I like a streamlined machine made for the job, which is why my PC is a beast made for graphics (artist) and I keep it simple for the writing. I never understood the bullshit of throwing down thousands for a computer when most people just use it to browse the fucking Internet. Get a cheap tablet–more cost effective than a smart phone–if that’s all the computer is for you. Over glorified paperweights in every home.