It's back!
Apr. 30th, 2019 08:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bladesparkThat could refer to either my writing mojo, or my insomnia, since the last several nights I've done the thing where I lie in bed thinking way too much and can't sleep for about an hour.
They're both back for the same reason, I'm pretty sure, I finally managed to snag enough sleep that I'm not just collapsing in exhaustion the moment my head hits the pillow.
I'm still tired. I feel very ground down by the universe, but I finally have enough energy to at least think.
I have spent that energy writing the beginning of a fairly extended HFY story that will probably be a novella, and most of a shamelessly pornographic Chronicles of Amber fic. (Corwin/Eric. I'm just getting to the actual sex. Not much has happened, but I don't think one can write Corwin's POV without being ridiculously long-winded. The banging is going to be a bit of a hatefuck, but only a bit.)
It's a present for a friend, who writes heaps and heaps of very good Amber smut, mostly Benedict/Julian and her own OCs.
I'm really thrilled. I'm seeing her tomorrow and I hope I have it done by then.
To go back to the "It's back" above, though, I have this weird feeling that the insomniac hour is actually a necessary part of my writing process. I tend to think about stories and let characters and ideas and even specific lines of "writing" tumble around in my mind during that time. That used to be all I did, in fact. I never wrote them down, I just made the stories in my head, reviewing epic-length works of thought each night before adding a little more to my ideas about what would happen. I sometimes wish I'd written those childhood stories down, I'm sure they would be interesting now. I dug through a bunch of my old writing a few months back to find something for my mom, who's sentimental and wanted an old non-fiction bit about family I'd written when I was about twelve. It was interesting glancing at all those bits of old story that I did eventually start writing down.
At some point I should organize and type in and properly archive them so they're not lost.
They're both back for the same reason, I'm pretty sure, I finally managed to snag enough sleep that I'm not just collapsing in exhaustion the moment my head hits the pillow.
I'm still tired. I feel very ground down by the universe, but I finally have enough energy to at least think.
I have spent that energy writing the beginning of a fairly extended HFY story that will probably be a novella, and most of a shamelessly pornographic Chronicles of Amber fic. (Corwin/Eric. I'm just getting to the actual sex. Not much has happened, but I don't think one can write Corwin's POV without being ridiculously long-winded. The banging is going to be a bit of a hatefuck, but only a bit.)
It's a present for a friend, who writes heaps and heaps of very good Amber smut, mostly Benedict/Julian and her own OCs.
I'm really thrilled. I'm seeing her tomorrow and I hope I have it done by then.
To go back to the "It's back" above, though, I have this weird feeling that the insomniac hour is actually a necessary part of my writing process. I tend to think about stories and let characters and ideas and even specific lines of "writing" tumble around in my mind during that time. That used to be all I did, in fact. I never wrote them down, I just made the stories in my head, reviewing epic-length works of thought each night before adding a little more to my ideas about what would happen. I sometimes wish I'd written those childhood stories down, I'm sure they would be interesting now. I dug through a bunch of my old writing a few months back to find something for my mom, who's sentimental and wanted an old non-fiction bit about family I'd written when I was about twelve. It was interesting glancing at all those bits of old story that I did eventually start writing down.
At some point I should organize and type in and properly archive them so they're not lost.