Ah, the things we research for our writing.

[agilebrit]

Dissociative Identity Disorder. Obviously, I'm going to need more than just this article, and I've got some notes from a panel at LTUE as well, but...yeah.

Because this is failure on a massive, massive scale, which possibly who am I fooling, definitely piled yet another trauma on poor Ben's head. Which is not what I intended to do when I set out to write this scene, but that's for sure what happened. In spades.

Oh, god. The fact that I think the only possible way he comes out of this in any way functional is by calving off another personality to deal with it...

I'd drop an f-bomb here, but even that word is not enough for the sheer amount of horror I'm feeling right now.

*headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*

And please don't think I'm taking this lightly. I am so not. At all.

Comments

[lady-moriel.livejournal.com]

Holy cow, couldn't the poor guy like...find religion or something? Wouldn't that at least help a little? Or, I don't know, given that Alex makes drugs and stuff, couldn't he come up with something non-addictive that might help?

Or...given that this is spec fiction and all, have you played with any kind of telepathy? Specifically, within a werewolf pack (or maybe just between werewolf mates, because...the last thing you want to do is crib from Twilight), because I can't help thinking that if Ben actually, really grasped how Janni feels about him, that might help him too. Something. Because seriously, the poor guy really is going to kill you in your sleep.

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

The light at the end of his tunnel is getting vamped, which mutes the emotions (except when it comes to the people he loves). So I'm going to "fix" him. It's just a matter of keeping the psychology at some semblance of "real" before I do.

He already goes into Soldier Mode on occasion. I think it's "just" (for a certain value of "just") taking that bit of him and calving it off so he doesn't remember when he does it. Maybe once, before the climax.

[gates-end.livejournal.com]

Oh my gosh! Poor Ben.

*hugs*

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

I hate my brain. There is something very very wrong with me.