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Epilogue Snipet

Angela resisted the urge to fan herself with a dirty napkin. Instead, she gazed around the rooftop terrace for a newly minted shady spot before someone else spied it. It was this search that held her attention as Emmett and Ben talked research.

Yes, I’m writing again…I moved my computer in front of my window. It’s like creative crack.

An ending…

I just finished the first draft of the ending of my last fan fiction piece: Inappropriate Touching. I have an epilogue and outtake planned, which I hope to complete in the next few days.

Even if I don’t do them, as far as I am concerned, the story is told. The epilogue will revisit some of the secondary characters one more time, and give readers another HEA scene with E and B. The outtake is a surprise.

I plan to have chapter 24 up next week, maybe early in the week. The balance of the story will post as it is polished…every few days to a week.

Thanks again to everyone who has been supportive of this project.

 

 

The Itch

If you write, you know what it is. It’s that tingle in the back of the brain that won’t go away. You see places that beg to be explored. Characters talk in your head and they say things you feel compelled to write down. You … Continue reading The Itch

My leg, etc.

Apparently I wrote a metaphor so poorly that it’s been consistently mis-read as fact. There’s nothing wrong with either of my legs. I can bend them backwards and forwards like everyone else.

I’m dissatisfied with fanfiction. I don’t have any issues with the fanfictionistas. I just don’t have anything in common with any of them (I have no interest in Robsten, et al, I don’t have nor want children, I don’t like kitty porn and don’t have a secret wish that my husband would dominate me in bed) and all the fic I read seems like the same old shit…even the really fucked up stories. It’s boring.

But that’s not why I’m leaving. I’m leaving because I’d rather be a crap writer banging out my own shit for free, than a crap writer who has to thank and give credit to SM for free. That disclaimer is not fun to write. Also, I don’t need nor do I want constant ego boosting feedback. At first I liked getting reviews and comments, but most of it is useless fangirling, and it’s creepy and weird to me. It’s fine if you’re into it, but it’s just not my kink.

Lastly, thank you (all two or so of you) who’ve subscribed to this blog. It’s very kind of you to show your support.

Write What?

That is the big question. I don’t know what to write, but I know I’m ready to abandon the crutches and this bulky Velcro strapped splint on my leg (<–this is a metaphor for writing).

I’ll say it here, because only those who actually give a shit about me outside of ff, will read my blog: I’ve become disillusioned with fanfic; so much so that I don’t know if I’ll even be able to finish the few WIPs I still bother to read. I won’t go on and on about the specifics. I don’t like to waste words.

I will probably write fiction.

It may or may not be funny.

I will use the word “cunt” whenever I feel like it.

There will be awkward and realistic sex.

I will write from a place of emotional honesty and realism.

No protagonist will have any incarnation of red hair (until I’m thoroughly RPatz purged)

While I’m at it, I will avoid like bubonic plague any reference to Twi-inspired character names, events and locations.

There may be vampires, but they will never sparkle, and they will always be evil. Just as the great sky-bully intended.