BlogFlog: LKH's, Rotten, Horrible Terrible, No Good Day

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

http://blog.laurellkhamilton.org/2007/04/frustration.html
Friday, April 6
Frustration



LKH in Bold. Wild Mockery Is Regular

Difficult writing day.
Unlike the other days you strain at the Great Blank Page oh, Mistress Divine?


I finally fled the house this morning....
The Dragon Is Coming! The Dragon Is Coming! Run for your lives all yee peasants and plebians! Run I tell you! Take up your most precious and wordly goods, push your children before you. The Dragon Is Coming!


...Jon kept me company, but he could only sit there while I wrote...
It was a goodly break-fast, in so far as such things go. The meal was pleasant as was the conversation. But in truth the best repast is honest adoration. The good man could do nothing but stare at me so and I could naught but bring myself to dissuade him. In fact, I dare say I made some work of appearing most in need of a strong, handsome presence to stable my vapors.


I'm so lost in this scene I don't have a good idea to bounce off of anyone.
This scene, like the tireless working backs of the common man - your work in general, six of one, half a dozen naked, long haired men sexing men of the other, the white space. The white space. A pillar of rock has no voice. *snap snap*


The book was going so well, then I had two days in a row where my pattern was disrupted. That's all it takes. I seem particularly fragile to interruptions when the book is in that frenzy state. Two days in a row of not being able to follow my schedule and I am back to a crawl.
Oh lordy Missy Hamilton, Miss. Boys is you got the most fragilist person evah. So white, so dark haired, so delicate. I can't mind where you be getting your ideas from and how hard yous be working on that writing thing of yours. But if I can do anything, sends you cards, flowers, chocolate in the mail, repeat how much I's just adores you in your forum there... Anything I can do to help keep the cruel world from trying to put it's grubby hands on your tender white skin....


Jon reminded me that this is typical for me. It made me go, oh yeah. But it didn't make the problem go away.
I rebuke thee young Jon-boy for failing to vanquish the evil that so regularly haunts the one you call your love. We of the Long Haired Sexy Bright Champions Of Stamina do take away your club membership and spa card at once!


After an agonizing morning I got about a page and a half done.
As she sat there with the smell of bread wafting in, a mocking hungry stench that spoke of production and life, she had to face the fact that even her best efforts were as miserly as a priest at a sex bar.


I've been staring at that page and a half for awhile now and I have no idea how to get through this scene. Three days ago it was so vivid, so real, so . . .
I... I don't know if anyone will find this. All I can hear is my heart-beat. It's only been three days. But so much has changed. It's all different. It's cold. I'm lost and I can't find my way back. I don't think I ever will. I'm so cold! I... I just want my fansy to know I love them. I shouldn't have mocked them, I shouldn't have ... I...I Ahhhhhhhhhh!

The End

Comments

[baeraad.livejournal.com]

Honestly, sometimes I feel sorry for her. Can't she take a sabbatical or something? Just spend a year loafing about, writing whatever strikes her fancy or not write anything at all if she doesn't want to? Anything, instead of just sitting there suffering and churning out crap!

I mean, I'm sensitive artistic type too, but I know how to take care of myself. If you deal with that feeling of burnout right away (I find that an evening of chocolate and stupid cartoons tend to do the trick, personally =]), it won't escalate and you can stay cheerful and productive most of the time.

[ladyshiin.livejournal.com]

she had to face the fact that even her best efforts were as miserly as a priest at a sex bar.

You win at life *dies laughing*

[no-ron.livejournal.com]

copy&paste? you're joking! being the technophobe, she's most probably re-typing it all.. >_>

[no-ron.livejournal.com]

:))))))))))))))))
kudos

[windiain.livejournal.com]

*dies laughing* That just made my day. :D

[karmyn75.livejournal.com]

But her fans will forget her without a new badly written porn "book" every few months. Her empire would crumble and the Dragon will win.

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

You make it sound as if she knows how general her writing is and she's afraid if she's not prolific that her fans will find someone they like better. If she can keep putting her books in front of their face and making it so they swing from one of her series to another - then maybe she won't be forgotten.

Wow. That's sad.

I need chocolate now.

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

*bows* My Frank Miller impersanation :)

[saadiira.livejournal.com]

Ok, every single one of those was just brilliant, and this one was my favorite:

After an agonizing morning I got about a page and a half done.
As she sat there with the smell of bread wafting in, a mocking hungry stench that spoke of production and life, she had to face the fact that even her best efforts were as miserly as a priest at a sex bar.


You rock.

-Dira-

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

Danke,

Really though, I was absolutely frustrated and the blog was just sitting there and well, venting is healthy. I'm sure venting creatively has to be healthier. :)

[cicipsychobunny.livejournal.com]

I mean this not just about LKH but also writers like Philip Pullman (who apparently forces himself to write a certain amount per day) - how *do* they do it? I know that if the inspiration isn't there, I just cannot write, and anything I force out onto the page will be awful schlock anyway. Different strokes, I guess.

[cassildra.livejournal.com]

Ma'am, you win an internet or three.

May I inquire as to who you were parodying?

[cassildra.livejournal.com]

It's apparently quite common--I believe Stephen King is the same way. I know I can't do it.

You should still try an guess them all!

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

Spoilers Here:

[ladyravana.livejournal.com]

As she sat there with the smell of bread wafting in, a mocking hungry stench that spoke of production and life, she had to face the fact that even her best efforts were as miserly as a priest at a sex bar.

*SNERKS*

That line was full of WIN. XD! I <3 you.

[witchwillow.livejournal.com]

Apparently I should mock in faux Noir/copycat Frank Miller Sin City style more often!

Thanks

[saadiira.livejournal.com]

YES! Bad, bad blog...sitting there, being an LKH blog. How else could it be? Venting is absolutely necessary, quite healthy, completely agreed. Also, MOST profoundly amusing. :D.

-Dira-

[saadiira.livejournal.com]

Dunno. If I HAVE to get something written, I sit down, pour out whatever I can onto the page, then come back later when I'm ON, or can add an inspired idea and tweak the crap out of it. (Bes getting ready to try to do that now.) Does it work? Dunno. lol.

-Dira-