The Perfect Drug
I got my head, but my head is unraveling.
My sparkly plot is taking hold. It is demanding that I write faster than I have ever done before.
I come along, but I don't know where you're taking me.
This is a whole new world, and I'm not so brave. I've never seen anything like it, so it's hard to describe (especially when description is a certain [cough] writer's weakness). There are twists, turns, spins, and I feel like I'm standing on my head trying to see down the rabbit hole.
I shouldn't go, but you're wrenching, dragging shaking me.
There are bound to be plot holes in this sucker. Big ones. Large. The scenes are coming so fast in my head, there's no way to get them into Word at this pace. I'm doing my best, but things are falling by the wayside. Surely this will be more difficult to solve than the 1500 piece puzzle my kids and I are working on. Only, I don't have all the pieces yet.
The more I give to you, the more I die.
Okay, okay. Maybe that is a tad dramatic. It's only my wrists dying around here. And my exercise routine. And my pov. Which is usually a certain [cough] writer's strength. See, this one is going on in two different timelines, or maybe different dimensions, or maybe...I dunno. But, there are 2 separate MC's for each thread. Something tells me revisions are going to be a bitch on this baby.
Without you everything just falls apart.
Good thing the honeymoon hasn't ended. And it's a loooong way from The End.
Hello to all my new Crusade buddies. If I haven't followed you back it's because your little picture doesn't link back to you. If you leave a comment (and there's a link), I will find you that way. Lack of following might also be due to the fact that I have no idea how to follow any blogs that don't look like the Vegas Strip with arrows that say: Click here to follow, dummy! Or, they at least have little bars that read: Follow. One or the other. Can't remember.
I misses yous all. But my Shiny New Idea needs me for now.
Lyrics: Trent Reznor, NIN, The Perfect Drug
My sparkly plot is taking hold. It is demanding that I write faster than I have ever done before.
I come along, but I don't know where you're taking me.
This is a whole new world, and I'm not so brave. I've never seen anything like it, so it's hard to describe (especially when description is a certain [cough] writer's weakness). There are twists, turns, spins, and I feel like I'm standing on my head trying to see down the rabbit hole.
I shouldn't go, but you're wrenching, dragging shaking me.
There are bound to be plot holes in this sucker. Big ones. Large. The scenes are coming so fast in my head, there's no way to get them into Word at this pace. I'm doing my best, but things are falling by the wayside. Surely this will be more difficult to solve than the 1500 piece puzzle my kids and I are working on. Only, I don't have all the pieces yet.
The more I give to you, the more I die.
Okay, okay. Maybe that is a tad dramatic. It's only my wrists dying around here. And my exercise routine. And my pov. Which is usually a certain [cough] writer's strength. See, this one is going on in two different timelines, or maybe different dimensions, or maybe...I dunno. But, there are 2 separate MC's for each thread. Something tells me revisions are going to be a bitch on this baby.
Without you everything just falls apart.
Good thing the honeymoon hasn't ended. And it's a loooong way from The End.
Hello to all my new Crusade buddies. If I haven't followed you back it's because your little picture doesn't link back to you. If you leave a comment (and there's a link), I will find you that way. Lack of following might also be due to the fact that I have no idea how to follow any blogs that don't look like the Vegas Strip with arrows that say: Click here to follow, dummy! Or, they at least have little bars that read: Follow. One or the other. Can't remember.
I misses yous all. But my Shiny New Idea needs me for now.
Lyrics: Trent Reznor, NIN, The Perfect Drug
Comments
Hey, were you excited that Trent Reznor won himself an Academy Award today for Best Score? Amazing :)
Yvonne,
Good luck with your wonderful new project. :D
Congrats on the speedy writing and having a solid foundation to keep going. That's currently happening to me and it's so nice to be excited about writing, despite the wrists (to which I empathize)
Take the idea and run -- or at least type as fast as you can.
Best to you!
Jai
Ugh, the plot holes drive me crazy in my WIP. Still trying to spackle them.
(and excellent song. Dude Trent won an oscar last night! I was beyond excited.)
I go in spurts, but they never last long.
I know you're already one of my followers - I've seen you way down on the list :) - and I'm pretty sure I've been following you. But, I did it again just to be sure. Your site has changed, and somehow you've dropped off my blog radar.
Anyway *waves* good luck with all this writing. Sounds like a lot of fun actually.
........dhole
I just love it when you get that sort of inspiration :D
Great work, and I love how you wrote this post~ <3
Ok, I'm late to the party, but I got to tell you: I LOVE YOUR OPENING SCENE!!! Oh my Gosh.
Your blogging is terrific too. Love how you framed it.
I'm so happy you feel it coming. If you can't get to Word, use napkins, use a little notebook, cardboard coasters from restaurants, even the back of your children's puzzle pieces if you have to, but put it down somewhere because you are SO onto something amazing!
Anne-Marie (from Compuserve)
LTM - Oh, I so get that girl!
And yes!!! I am beyond thrilled for Trent and his finally-recognized genius in form of an Oscar!!!!
Congrats on being grabbed by a shiny - it's sure to be a wild ride, especially venturing into the unknown world of the paranormal.