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Nov. 9th, 2011 06:25 pmDear Diary,
Once upon a time, back in the good old high school days where John and I were much more ambitious and productive and motivated - we egged each other to do this 'chapter a day' kind of thing. Essentially it was to write a snippet of our current WIP and hopefully we'd have written so much that all we had to do was smush it altogether, edit the flying fuck out of it and have our own manuscript. And this was meant to go for every day, and for the days we didn't - we'd have to write a smut fic of a pairing we weren't comfortable at doing (i.e. me with yaoi, and John with writing heterosexual people doing it).
So obviously you can tell that the writing exercise went NOWHERE and that 'project' has been abandoned like many great things-to-be do. However, I found this little excerpt hiding away on my computer and upon reading it - was struck by the nostalgia and fondness of writing things because I could and wasn't held back by my desire to be profound and thought-provoking with EACH PIECE OF WRITING I'LL EVER CONCEIVE and that fear of being all 'herp a derp' like Stephenie Meyer and whatnot.
I dunno, maybe I'm just trying to do some spring-cleaning of my computer and these silly, girlish ideas of me becoming an writer and then actually doing something about it will always remain mutually exclusive.
This is just a backstory info dump, regarding the characters for this WIP I had always wanted to do, something I had been working on since I was a wee little lass in the fourth grade. It was meant to be the first of my mystery series, as well as dealing with the usual shenanigans of primary to high school. Essentially it was my crossover hybrid of the Babysitters Club and Linda Bailey's Stevie Diamond mystery books and a bunch of other things.
You can find other snippets of an old WIP (which I'll probably never get around to working on) here: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII
Warning: These excerpts are in no chronological order and will probably make no sense, and are unfunny and uninteresting to the average reader. Heed with caution.
( Thinks about this! Chaos means chocolate rains, guys. Chocolate RAIN. )
Once upon a time, back in the good old high school days where John and I were much more ambitious and productive and motivated - we egged each other to do this 'chapter a day' kind of thing. Essentially it was to write a snippet of our current WIP and hopefully we'd have written so much that all we had to do was smush it altogether, edit the flying fuck out of it and have our own manuscript. And this was meant to go for every day, and for the days we didn't - we'd have to write a smut fic of a pairing we weren't comfortable at doing (i.e. me with yaoi, and John with writing heterosexual people doing it).
So obviously you can tell that the writing exercise went NOWHERE and that 'project' has been abandoned like many great things-to-be do. However, I found this little excerpt hiding away on my computer and upon reading it - was struck by the nostalgia and fondness of writing things because I could and wasn't held back by my desire to be profound and thought-provoking with EACH PIECE OF WRITING I'LL EVER CONCEIVE and that fear of being all 'herp a derp' like Stephenie Meyer and whatnot.
I dunno, maybe I'm just trying to do some spring-cleaning of my computer and these silly, girlish ideas of me becoming an writer and then actually doing something about it will always remain mutually exclusive.
This is just a backstory info dump, regarding the characters for this WIP I had always wanted to do, something I had been working on since I was a wee little lass in the fourth grade. It was meant to be the first of my mystery series, as well as dealing with the usual shenanigans of primary to high school. Essentially it was my crossover hybrid of the Babysitters Club and Linda Bailey's Stevie Diamond mystery books and a bunch of other things.
You can find other snippets of an old WIP (which I'll probably never get around to working on) here: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII
Warning: These excerpts are in no chronological order and will probably make no sense, and are unfunny and uninteresting to the average reader. Heed with caution.
( Thinks about this! Chaos means chocolate rains, guys. Chocolate RAIN. )
