So, today was not a great day in everything but writing. At first it seemed the writing would not happen either. I sat in my coffee shop and spent an hour agonizing my way through a scene where High Monk Sanjō is about to assault Asuka.
It went something like this:
|I am not earning my expensive coffee drink in this moment.|
So, let's listen to something... (I listened to tracks from Kaoru Wada
|Hey look I'm typing...|
So, then I go back to my apartment and mentally wrangle Kouji and Asuka's changing relationship. Because I'm a tit, I go on Facebook where a friend has sent me a message:
|I feel like this fox trying to write at the moment. |
So I've gotta reply...
|Yep. I'm a writer. |
I get off Facebook.
I change music.
I then proceed to spend two hours on not quite waka
Now the words are coming fast.
Chirikai shows up and I hit my stride.
|Chirikai's practicing his cross-dressing.|
And then I start to get FEELINGS:
And MORE FEELINGS:
Then I take a break to drink some tea. At this point, I have embraced the fact that I will be a zombie tomorrow for this chapter.
In romance is that it's not a matter of convincing your reader that two characters are in love. It's a matter of making the reader fall in love with two characters, and then nudge them together, and the reader will do the rest of the work. The reader will believe it because they already love them both.
|Kouji is fabulous. I love him. He is my spirit animal. |
Well, at least I love Kouji. I'm really bummed that he's, you know, dead in the first chapter. And for the record "Kouji uses crazy moon magic" was a bullet point in my battle outline. I wrote the end of this conversation before I even did Chirikai and Asuka.
And because I can, I posted on Facebook again, this time with no guilt. Although all my friends will see that I'm writing at 3:30AM. Well, if they didn't know that this is normal, we wouldn't be friends.
|Seriously. Don't answer that. |
I don't think I'm capable of giving a highbrow description of the creative process.