Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I finished the much-referred-to fanfic. It ended up at 4000 words, the first 3900 of which flooded out of my hand basically without my direct participation. I love it when writing is like that.

If you're curious, you can read it here. (Is Fullmetal Alchemist movieverse, Ed/Alfons Heiderich.) Fanfic is just about the only fruit of my writing labors I feel OK posting in public. I've never been quite clear on where teh internets stands in relation to published vs. not and first printing rights and all, so I figure better safe than sorry.

Now I have to try to pick my next writing obsession before one picks me. :-) I'd like to work on the magician story, but given that it also features a character named Edward who's blond, in his early 20s, a college student, metaphysically far from home, AND missing a brother, there's a slight chance I might become confused.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Everything I know about 20th century history, I learned from anime

{Xpost from LJ}

The fic that has eat my brain, she 3200 words now and has keep me up til 5 AM twice. Also, I now am expert on Oktoberfest. Srsly, Jeopardy, have me on with Weimar Republic category. I be kick its ass.

Once upon a time, was a drabble. *hysterical laughter*

It's more than twice as long as any other fic I've ever posted.

This is actually great, because I love the thing, and now I know that I can do this - perform superhuman feats of sleep deprivation in service to writing. If I can hit this zone with original stuff, I'll be published in no time.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

The lameness stops here!

I hope.

About 1000 words this week, on the crazy crossover. I'm happy with it - it's starting to take shape. More importantly, I wrote a little every day. Now I just need to write a little more every day.

I'm all about the FMA fic lately. I've got the cracktastic crossover (I keep calling it that though it's not really that crack-fueled, just something I've never seen done), the romantic comedy, and the dirty dirty smut. :)

I wish I knew how very fast writers do it. Do they never get stuck? Do they always know what happens next? I've known several people who write very fast and only produce crap, but I also know people who write good stuff at blazing speed. Sometimes I think they just happily write or type away without a care in the world, but I guess they probably worry that they're going too fast and might write better if they slowed down. The ink is always greener on the other side of the page, and all that.