No Sex Parade!
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Quotations italicized.
Ignoring Jon's growing net and blog addiction, therefore annoying entries Now! with Netspeech. Oh, and while in a restaurant. And LKH's inner diatribe about not having a father *le sob*, and how her daughter has... two. Whatever. We move faithfully on to a flea biting my ass... no wait:
Jon is off on an errand and I'm going to go up to work when the tea is ready. Must have tea.
Who gives a fuck what Jon is doing? She's gotta have those anti-oxidants coursing through the system. Not to mention tea's uncanny knack for making one do their very own impression of an Artesian well. Which would, no doubt, prove disruptive in the workplace; unless of course you have a laptop, but I digress.
I have been fighting with a scene in DANSE MACABRE for about a week, maybe a little less. Okay since Tuesday. It is, of course, a Richard scene. I've offered the character every alternative I could think of: a fight, sex, a fight then sex, moral indignation, not so moral indignation.
Yeah, because we've never had to wade through the trenches of one of THOSE kinds of scenes before. God forbid Richard should, I don't know, crack a joke? Break out into a musical number from his favorite musical just for shits and giggles? Grade some tests? Declare celibacy, shave his head, change his name to "Pumpkin Pete", and join a commune as Head Priest of the Mighty, Mighty Gourd Worshippers? Whip out his trusty teacher's red pen and start editing out Anita's inner angsting soliloquies?
-- More useless ramblings and inner angsting as to illustrate what a struggle said scene has been. Mentions of grindstones, banging heads against walls only serving to lead one to wish she was being literal instead of figurative. --
It wasn't necessarily what I, the writer, needed, but Richard can be very stubborn. In many ways he and Anita are well-matched. But can two people this stubborn really survive in a relationship? I don't know. If they just wouldn't keep being stubborn about opposing view points we might get somewhere.
Quit rehashing your previous marriage through fictitious characters and get on with the damn point! Also, not the first sentence in particular.
No sex for this scene.
Can I get a HALLELUJAH?
No big fight even.
Can I get an A-fucking-MEN?
Richard just needs room to go away and think about things.
Run, Richard! Quick, like a bunny! Before she changes her mind and has you sporking Anita and half the wolf pack in some badly played out black vinyl version of a bacchanalian orgy.
Okay. I think sometimes I get the subconscious views of my characters. The things that they won't really do, but they think about. I get to see inside their heads at the things that they think about but know would destroy their lives, and those around them. Or at least cause major problems. Strangely the two scariest heads to see too deeply into are Richard and Asher. Very different reasons but both of them have random impulses that would bring our little relationship arc crashing down. Tea's done, gotta go.
Now, see, I'd laugh my fucking ass off if Asher got some wild hair up his ass and did something crazy like, oh, bitchslap some sense into Anita. But then he wouldn't be the one character more emotionally fucked up than Anita, and we can't have that. He has his spot and there he shall remain. No character depth for him. Think Soup Nazi... only... with bad character depiction... and yes, that thought completely derailed on me.
Quotations italicized.
Ignoring Jon's growing net and blog addiction, therefore annoying entries Now! with Netspeech. Oh, and while in a restaurant. And LKH's inner diatribe about not having a father *le sob*, and how her daughter has... two. Whatever. We move faithfully on to a flea biting my ass... no wait:
Jon is off on an errand and I'm going to go up to work when the tea is ready. Must have tea.
Who gives a fuck what Jon is doing? She's gotta have those anti-oxidants coursing through the system. Not to mention tea's uncanny knack for making one do their very own impression of an Artesian well. Which would, no doubt, prove disruptive in the workplace; unless of course you have a laptop, but I digress.
I have been fighting with a scene in DANSE MACABRE for about a week, maybe a little less. Okay since Tuesday. It is, of course, a Richard scene. I've offered the character every alternative I could think of: a fight, sex, a fight then sex, moral indignation, not so moral indignation.
Yeah, because we've never had to wade through the trenches of one of THOSE kinds of scenes before. God forbid Richard should, I don't know, crack a joke? Break out into a musical number from his favorite musical just for shits and giggles? Grade some tests? Declare celibacy, shave his head, change his name to "Pumpkin Pete", and join a commune as Head Priest of the Mighty, Mighty Gourd Worshippers? Whip out his trusty teacher's red pen and start editing out Anita's inner angsting soliloquies?
-- More useless ramblings and inner angsting as to illustrate what a struggle said scene has been. Mentions of grindstones, banging heads against walls only serving to lead one to wish she was being literal instead of figurative. --
It wasn't necessarily what I, the writer, needed, but Richard can be very stubborn. In many ways he and Anita are well-matched. But can two people this stubborn really survive in a relationship? I don't know. If they just wouldn't keep being stubborn about opposing view points we might get somewhere.
Quit rehashing your previous marriage through fictitious characters and get on with the damn point! Also, not the first sentence in particular.
No sex for this scene.
Can I get a HALLELUJAH?
No big fight even.
Can I get an A-fucking-MEN?
Richard just needs room to go away and think about things.
Run, Richard! Quick, like a bunny! Before she changes her mind and has you sporking Anita and half the wolf pack in some badly played out black vinyl version of a bacchanalian orgy.
Okay. I think sometimes I get the subconscious views of my characters. The things that they won't really do, but they think about. I get to see inside their heads at the things that they think about but know would destroy their lives, and those around them. Or at least cause major problems. Strangely the two scariest heads to see too deeply into are Richard and Asher. Very different reasons but both of them have random impulses that would bring our little relationship arc crashing down. Tea's done, gotta go.
Now, see, I'd laugh my fucking ass off if Asher got some wild hair up his ass and did something crazy like, oh, bitchslap some sense into Anita. But then he wouldn't be the one character more emotionally fucked up than Anita, and we can't have that. He has his spot and there he shall remain. No character depth for him. Think Soup Nazi... only... with bad character depiction... and yes, that thought completely derailed on me.
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Date: 2005-06-21 03:19 pm (UTC)*does the laughing and clutching your stomach thing*
Isn't it kinda the whole point to know the subconscious views of your characters? Because people that don't appear to have a real depth make really bad characters, expositioning and justifying all through a book. Insulting the readers' intelligence, not giving them the freedom to make their own guesses as to why the character acts like he/she does. Oh... wait. Never mind.
I really wish Richard would take the opportunity and run... Quick, like a bunny! Then we'll have: 'Die, Micah, Die!' and 'Run, Richard, Run!' Sold separately or in a pair that comes with a complimentary booklet 'The Wacky Adventures of Edward 'Ted' Forrester in the Subbasement of Plot' for only 6.99$ in bookstores everywhere.
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Date: 2005-06-22 04:07 am (UTC)ooh... alliteration... catchy
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Date: 2005-06-21 08:32 pm (UTC)Man, this is totally my favourite community EVER.
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Date: 2005-06-22 04:10 pm (UTC)It's simple, Laurell. Just have them fuck. You're going to do it anyway. You know it. Don't even pretend you don't want it. Gods KNOW, everyone wants Anita. And now, Anita wants EVERYONE.
Anita, DOES, St. Louis!
-Dira-