Showing posts with label DKR. Show all posts
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Friday, February 8, 2013

Fanfic Author Problem # 14

It's all the little details.

Like, okay, so I write this scene and it's kind of a gross scene, on purpose because what's happening is awful and I'm trying to be realistic, right? And basically the character is cleaning up vomit, trying to hide it but he has nothing to clean it with and nowhere to hide it. So he cleans it up with his hands and it all very graphic and that's awesome because that's what I was going for.

My beta told me it was excellently gross. :D

And then she's like...'but if you want to tone down the grossness a bit, maybe have him use the corner of the sheet? Because you didn't even have him clean his hands off when he was done.'

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*Dammit*. OF COURSE he cleaned off his hands afterward, the whole point is to *hide* the evidence and I know that he cleaned off his hands but if I don't type it onto the page then no one else knows because as wonderful as my readers are, they're not freaking psychics!

Or at least I hope they're not because man, there is some weird crap in my head and no one needs that.

Why can't all my writing just be, 'And then they sexed. The end.'

But noooooo...I have to have delusions of plot.

ps: and even if it was just 'and then the sex' fic, there's still all the limbs to keep track of and the anatomical rules of reality. Like I one time commentboxed a fic for a kinkmeme and when I went back to edit it later I realized that the guy would have had to have been an acrobat of *incredible* flexibleness in order to do what I said he did.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Not dead, just busy. Work's been crazy, which is when I usually do my blogging. Shhhhhh....don't tell anyone. ;)

And my brain has kind of been eaten by a fic I'm writing, so my free time at home is taken up with that.

Ah, the trials of the single and childless. Which time wasting hobby shall I indulge in next? *rolls around in her things which are free of drool* Mostly. Some of my things have drool on them.

But that's a story for another post.

Here, have some Loki:



No lie, this song freaks out my cats. I love it.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back to being a terrible person.

No really. You're just going to have to trust me on this. Most of you DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

Also, Bane.



All arguments are invalid.

I may have seen this movie three times.

Don't judge me.

Okay, judge away. I don't care.
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