Me, stuff and one bizarre crossover.

[new_kate]

Sometimes I have feelings about stuff. Like, opinions on issues. Sometimes I want to write about them. It never ever works.

1) I feel strongly about a Problem. Pretty much feel the same way everyone else does, though, nothing groundbreaking, but want to vent, so one day I get all worked up about, oh, I don't know, say, littering.
2) I compose an outline of a story about littering. Where pollution torments the earth till it decides to strike back, and only a cunning plan devised by a raven-haired heroine saves puny humans from attack of hive-minded plants. Or earth slowly dies from the garbage poisoning to the backdrop of the doomed love affair between a chemist and a struggling artist, who talk about Hinduism and recycling and have explicit sex.
3) I briefly consider going into speech-writing just to watch my employer get pelted with rotten fruit as he delivers my creations.
4) I think up a completely different story, making litter a mere secondary character. Now it's all about a horticulture student helplessly torn between a raven-haired heroine and a cute bitchy bishonen with a dark past, who are both his soulmates and have all met each other at their local recycling center. Or it's set in a post-apocalyptic totalitarian future, where a rogue team of dissident archaeologists piece together the forbidden past by secretly digging up a landfill, with often humourous consequences.
5) I look at the outline, shudder and get rid of all the scenes that focus on littering.
6) I write what's left, and during the first edit get completely disgusted with myself and delete every single sentence that has litter-related words in it.
7) I end up with an odd little story about everyday lives of people who don't litter and have kinky sex, and also about lizard-like creatures from outer space who are trying to steal all our neon isotopes.
*headdesks* Why?

Anyway, icons. Because runefallstar infected my brain.

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Comments

[kintail.livejournal.com]

Having a good laugh (with you, not at you?) about your writing process. Especially as it's also a laugh at myself and my current struggle with chapter 9 of That Dragon Thing, and its Themes and Messages. I just wanna tell the story... *headdesks too*

[new-kate.livejournal.com]

Well, if you need an extra beta or an extra brain for brainstorming...
I just wanna read that story, badly, so if I can help any, I'd love to.

[wildelamassu.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

[new-kate.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Take all you want, sure thing.
See, I lived through Buffy seson 6, so the word redempdion gives me a brain-freeze. I'd like to see those caps, that'll get me going.
And dude, yes, icons are so addictive!

[24otc.livejournal.com]

That's a nicely done way to make a story. ^______^

A lot of my stories end up being revised between the time they appear in my head and the time the words actually reach paper. Something along the lines of - ooh, wait, distraction!

... where did the isotopes come from? The chemist?

[new-kate.livejournal.com]

Well, you know that thing Robert Frost said: "No surprise for the writer, no surprise for the reader." Heh.
Isotopes and other weird stuff in my stories come from nowhere ^_^ See, I often worry that I'm too calculated, so I throw in random things to overcompensate, and it ends up just plain stupid. But sometimes vaguely funny in a WTF? way.

[24otc.livejournal.com]

Sounds familiar. No worries, though; I bet half the classics were created out of a random thought filtered in from here and there. ^^