Holy cow.

Over four thousand words in two days. This is not a record for me, but it's very shiny output indeed. I've beaten the crap out of Ben physically rather than emotionally (for once), beaten the crap out of the Lady!Vamp emotionally, and had Ben attempt to make progress in getting desensitized to the Emergency Werewolf Containment System.

I figured out how she's going to seduce him. (Because I'm evil.)

I need to figure out how he's going to end up back on the table with needles in his arms. (Because I'm very evil.)

I need to figure out what Janni's been doing all this time. (This has nothing to do with how evil I am; it's just something I need to do.)

However, I've been up since godawful o'clock, and I think it's time for me to go to bed and mull thins over. This will involve evicting the Gray Cat from my legs, but since I've been here all night and she's just now decided to grace me with Her Royal Presence, maybe she'll learn to sit on me earlier in the evening.

So. Word count. Over 16,000. Go, me.

I still have no idea how I'm going to end this.

Holy cow.

Over four thousand words in two days. This is not a record for me, but it's very shiny output indeed. I've beaten the crap out of Ben physically rather than emotionally (for once), beaten the crap out of the Lady!Vamp emotionally, and had Ben attempt to make progress in getting desensitized to the Emergency Werewolf Containment System.

I figured out how she's going to seduce him. (Because I'm evil.)

I need to figure out how he's going to end up back on the table with needles in his arms. (Because I'm very evil.)

I need to figure out what Janni's been doing all this time. (This has nothing to do with how evil I am; it's just something I need to do.)

However, I've been up since godawful o'clock, and I think it's time for me to go to bed and mull thins over. This will involve evicting the Gray Cat from my legs, but since I've been here all night and she's just now decided to grace me with Her Royal Presence, maybe she'll learn to sit on me earlier in the evening.

So. Word count. Over 16,000. Go, me.

I still have no idea how I'm going to end this.

So. Writing process.

The lovely and effulgent fikgirl and paulasj had a couple of posts today that got me thinking about the process of writing and how some people are very very strict about The Right Way To Do It.

And yeah, I have a Right Way To Do It too. I'm incredibly strict about it. If you don't do it like this, you're Doing It Wrong.

And my Right Way To Do It goes like this: WRITE THE WAY THAT WORKS FOR YOU.

Outline or don't, have a daily goal or don't, novels, short stories, RPs, collaborative, it's all good. And your process might even change from project to project.

For example, I'm a linear short story writer who doesn't outline and never thought I'd write a novel. I banged out a 97K word monster (trust me, that's monstrous for me) last year and am working on the sequel to the thing. And this one is not coming together in any sort of linear fashion, I'm getting scenes all out of order and having to decide where they go piecemeal--but that's what's working for this project.

There's nothing wrong with Word Vomit. This is why we call it a "first draft." If the words are pouring out of your fingers and onto the screen, this is a Blessing and a Good Thing, and you should run with it. Worry about making them not suck later. That's why we edit.

I guess what I'm saying is, don't get stuck on process. Just write, and let the process take care of itself. Because it will.

So. Writing process.

The lovely and effulgent fikgirl and paulasj had a couple of posts today that got me thinking about the process of writing and how some people are very very strict about The Right Way To Do It.

And yeah, I have a Right Way To Do It too. I'm incredibly strict about it. If you don't do it like this, you're Doing It Wrong.

And my Right Way To Do It goes like this: WRITE THE WAY THAT WORKS FOR YOU.

Outline or don't, have a daily goal or don't, novels, short stories, RPs, collaborative, it's all good. And your process might even change from project to project.

For example, I'm a linear short story writer who doesn't outline and never thought I'd write a novel. I banged out a 97K word monster (trust me, that's monstrous for me) last year and am working on the sequel to the thing. And this one is not coming together in any sort of linear fashion, I'm getting scenes all out of order and having to decide where they go piecemeal--but that's what's working for this project.

There's nothing wrong with Word Vomit. This is why we call it a "first draft." If the words are pouring out of your fingers and onto the screen, this is a Blessing and a Good Thing, and you should run with it. Worry about making them not suck later. That's why we edit.

I guess what I'm saying is, don't get stuck on process. Just write, and let the process take care of itself. Because it will.

I'm a bad person.

Yeah, wow, I just broke the ever-lovin' shit out of Ben. So much so that the document I'm doing this in (because I've started doing my new parts in new docs every day and then plugging them in where I think they belong before bed) is called "Ben Utterly Capitulates."

This is what happens when you strip all hope from a character. The vampire in his life decides that she'd better hide the silver (figuratively speaking, of course, he couldn't actually eat off actual dinnerware made of silver, but you get the idea).

What's more, I broke her a fair bit too. We've seen pieces of her caring for him before this, but I think this may be the first time we see an actual crack in her veneer.

And yet. There's still banter here, although it's desperately sad. He's completely bared to her, body and soul--but she's not ready to bare herself to him yet. Hell, she may not even realize, at this point, the depth of her feelings toward him.

And the thing is...

The thing is, I'm not at all sure he ever really comes back from this. He's been deconstructed so far that I don't honestly know if he ever gets himself completely back.

I guess I'll have to keep going to find out.

Because Janni's not going to let him go without a fight. He calls her "Hermia" for a reason.

I'm a bad person.

Yeah, wow, I just broke the ever-lovin' shit out of Ben. So much so that the document I'm doing this in (because I've started doing my new parts in new docs every day and then plugging them in where I think they belong before bed) is called "Ben Utterly Capitulates."

This is what happens when you strip all hope from a character. The vampire in his life decides that she'd better hide the silver (figuratively speaking, of course, he couldn't actually eat off actual dinnerware made of silver, but you get the idea).

What's more, I broke her a fair bit too. We've seen pieces of her caring for him before this, but I think this may be the first time we see an actual crack in her veneer.

And yet. There's still banter here, although it's desperately sad. He's completely bared to her, body and soul--but she's not ready to bare herself to him yet. Hell, she may not even realize, at this point, the depth of her feelings toward him.

And the thing is...

The thing is, I'm not at all sure he ever really comes back from this. He's been deconstructed so far that I don't honestly know if he ever gets himself completely back.

I guess I'll have to keep going to find out.

Because Janni's not going to let him go without a fight. He calls her "Hermia" for a reason.