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[cicipsychobunny.livejournal.com]

http://blog.laurellkhamilton.org/2006/06/enough.html

Blog flog!

Just ... so much WRONG ... my brain bleeds. BLEEDS I tell you.

Sigh. Still haven't gotten to have sex with Richard.

Well, at least there's one reality / fiction line standing strong.

Hell, still haven't advanced the plot to the next scene.

Laurell, hon, we covered this. NO PLOT. NOTHING IN THE GOODIE BAG. NO "ADVANCEMENT".

We have that scene to get through before we can have sex,

Life is so haaaaaaaaaaaard sometimes, and almost NEVER wet and tight. How does a published author cope?

or maybe we should just skip that scene and reverse the scene with Richard and the talking scene.

Yes, angst!sex with Richard sounds so much more tempting to write than anything involving THOUGHT.

We need both, but maybe I can switch the order.

I think we all know where this is going: The talk-scene will be dropped to make way for more sex. I thank God I'm a masochist, I don't know how you normal people are coping with this.

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[cicipsychobunny.livejournal.com]

Really not, though. I'd rather Anita had a Wicked/Truth/Requiem/Byron fivesome than put up with another five chapters of, "We argue, argue argue argue, he takes his shirt off, suddenly I just can't think coherently, we fuck, I'm rehashing our past relationship during the fucking, then at the end we snuggle, and within 15 minutes we're arguing and declaring undying hatred again".
The Anita of Guilty Pleasures would've just walked away. I hope.