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tenlittlebullets) wrote2011-01-03 11:43 am
tenlittlebullets) wrote2011-01-03 11:43 am
Fic progress! And shiny derelict things.
Oh thank God, I got unblocked on my ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
santafrenchboys fic. Went from "lots of ideas, but they will not go down on paper" to "sixteen handwritten pages" in the space of... eighteen hours? At four o'clock yesterday afternoon I still wasn't sure whether I was going to do it in prose or attempt verse. It's a fairly conceptual fic idea that would've worked well as poetry if I'd been up to the challenge, but I gave up when not only did the verse stubbornly refuse to start flowing in my head, my attempts to get in the groove gave me a horrible case of the Ballad Meter Convergence Problem with, of all things, Casey at the Bat and the Ballad of Reading Gaol. ("The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville Nine that day / They watch him when he tries to weep, and when he tries to pray...")
Also, many of those eighteen hours were spent killing time online. *g* New York Times ran an article on urban spelunking in NYC, which led me to a whole bunch of urban exploration sites and photoshoots of neat abandoned places, and reminded me of how much fun it is to poke your nose where it isn't supposed to be. I haven't done much in that line--crawled up a storm drain that empties into the local creek, explored a super-creepy abandoned fairground in Great Barrington and an old mill complex in Montreuil-sur-Mer--but it really is fun. (Part of me wishes I'd taken advantage of the myriad opportunities for this stuff in Paris, part of me realizes that if I'd been caught in the Métro tunnels or the abandoned train tracks or the off-limits parts of the catacombs by a grumpy official having a bad day I could've had my visa revoked.) And now... so many photos of amazing places like the Richmond Power Station and the St Nicholas Coal Breaker, and I'm going to be visiting Philly soon and could easily go back to Smith through Pennsylvania, and it's tempting but I know better than to do something that big alone. My internet went down just when I was looking at a huge list of places in PA, which was what forced me to get my butt off the computer and keep writing.
santafrenchboys fic. Went from "lots of ideas, but they will not go down on paper" to "sixteen handwritten pages" in the space of... eighteen hours? At four o'clock yesterday afternoon I still wasn't sure whether I was going to do it in prose or attempt verse. It's a fairly conceptual fic idea that would've worked well as poetry if I'd been up to the challenge, but I gave up when not only did the verse stubbornly refuse to start flowing in my head, my attempts to get in the groove gave me a horrible case of the Ballad Meter Convergence Problem with, of all things, Casey at the Bat and the Ballad of Reading Gaol. ("The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville Nine that day / They watch him when he tries to weep, and when he tries to pray...")Also, many of those eighteen hours were spent killing time online. *g* New York Times ran an article on urban spelunking in NYC, which led me to a whole bunch of urban exploration sites and photoshoots of neat abandoned places, and reminded me of how much fun it is to poke your nose where it isn't supposed to be. I haven't done much in that line--crawled up a storm drain that empties into the local creek, explored a super-creepy abandoned fairground in Great Barrington and an old mill complex in Montreuil-sur-Mer--but it really is fun. (Part of me wishes I'd taken advantage of the myriad opportunities for this stuff in Paris, part of me realizes that if I'd been caught in the Métro tunnels or the abandoned train tracks or the off-limits parts of the catacombs by a grumpy official having a bad day I could've had my visa revoked.) And now... so many photos of amazing places like the Richmond Power Station and the St Nicholas Coal Breaker, and I'm going to be visiting Philly soon and could easily go back to Smith through Pennsylvania, and it's tempting but I know better than to do something that big alone. My internet went down just when I was looking at a huge list of places in PA, which was what forced me to get my butt off the computer and keep writing.