So, writers, how do you get your grove back?
I'm trying the "stare at the document and wait for inspiration, and reread Speranza's stuff while you're at it which probably doesn't help the cause" technique.
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So, writers, how do you get your grove back?
I'm trying the "stare at the document and wait for inspiration, and reread Speranza's stuff while you're at it which probably doesn't help the cause" technique.
I'm trying the "stare at the document and wait for inspiration, and reread Speranza's stuff while you're at it which probably doesn't help the cause" technique.
Yeah, that's pretty much where I'm at.
I actually wrote some sex. Um...on Tuesday. Considering the boys had been in the middle of things for quite some time, they were pretty grateful.
I still can't write sex. I no longer giggle like crazy when I try and write it but I just can't seem to visualize it in my head. I lose track of what's going on. Anya's getting rather peeved because I was supposed to be working on a story about her. And then there's the rabid Firefly plot bunny that attacked me and won't let go.
I let myself drift into long droughts of not writing (hmm, one lasted ten years) and then pop out the occasional bit of porn or angst. But I don't consider myself to be a writer. I'm neither prolific nor dedicated enough.
But I have a tendancy to listen to the same song over and over again and just stop what I'm writing, space down to a blank screen and start over again. Even if I'm typing out the same stuff.
Oh, are we talking specifically about sex? See, that I have no problem writing, for some reason.
I can read Xander/Spike if it's completely silly but that's about it.
Te's Post-Grad series was, I think, the first or one of the very first pieces of fic I read. (Okay, I read the entire Sith Academy, and at one point knew it chapter and verse, but I've never seen Star Wars itself so that was more like reading a dizzyingly coherent, fuck-ass funny, original collaborate world.) It's a good way to enter. I count S/X among one of my favorite ships. Anna S.' S/X, for example, has me gibbering at her feet. But then again, that could just be the fact that it's, you know, Anna.
Plus, "S/X" is one of the few abbreviations that's never going to get you in trouble because someone thought you were talking about one of the other six characters with names that start with L or W or G, you know.
But I don't consider myself to be a writer. I'm neither prolific nor dedicated enough.
Elena needs bapped. Nicely, of course.
Getting back in the groove, hm ... I honestly don't know. I am probably the very antithesis of a proper writer, because I let the muse command me, I don't command hte muse. I feed her a lot, reading other people's stuff, watching shows that take place in the same milieu of whatever I'm trying to work on (History Channel is great). If I need a kick-start for a specific story, I'll go back to the very beginning and read it, and by the time I get to the place I stopped I've generally primed the pump enough to go on. Sometimes, though, a story or world hits the wall so hard it takes months or years for the ball to come back from its bounce.