Suddenly I'm Up on Top of the World
Jan. 23rd, 2013 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberfocusSo...um...you may have noticed me asking some questions.
Thank you, by the way, for the answers. You may have also noticed that when I ask questions like that it means one thing and one thing only. I am writing. Well...I am writing. Not, of course, what anyone is waiting for (though LoF is coming along slooooooooowly), but instead...well...it's a HN/FOB story. Yes, I know LoF is sort of/kind of one, too already, but this one....well. It's different. It's different from what I've seen and it sprang fully formed from a dream I had Monday night. And it absolutely will not leave me alone. I've already finished three chapters and am working on chapter four. We're talking 8000 words in less than 24 hours and I'm itching to get back to it.
I have avoided writing an actual period based version of Human Nature/Family of Blood because I did not want to use the Weeping Angels to send Rose back to 1913 as Lumendea/Charming Slayer did in one of the first and probably the best stories of this nature and as most people have used since. I wanted another way. I also wanted Martha. And I wanted Martha and Rose to be friends. And I wanted Joan Redfern to be a presence, but not a romantic love interest for John Smith. Well, I've got that.
Guys and Dolls, I have not written like this in 2 years. It is easy. It is flowing. I know where I am going from start to finish and I see everything in vivid detail. It's like someone flipped a switch in my brain. And it's not stopping. This is what it used to be like for me, back in the days when I was writing the Time Eternal series. Back in the days when I was writing A Sky Without Zeppelins and Wolf Moon. Back in the days when I never lost the plot and could work on multiple stories at once. This is a huge thing for me. I feel like I'm flying. I feel like I'm dancing in the moonlight. I feel like I'm running with the wild ponies. My life no longer feels like a little space too small to put my dreams inside.
Thank you, by the way, for the answers. You may have also noticed that when I ask questions like that it means one thing and one thing only. I am writing. Well...I am writing. Not, of course, what anyone is waiting for (though LoF is coming along slooooooooowly), but instead...well...it's a HN/FOB story. Yes, I know LoF is sort of/kind of one, too already, but this one....well. It's different. It's different from what I've seen and it sprang fully formed from a dream I had Monday night. And it absolutely will not leave me alone. I've already finished three chapters and am working on chapter four. We're talking 8000 words in less than 24 hours and I'm itching to get back to it.
I have avoided writing an actual period based version of Human Nature/Family of Blood because I did not want to use the Weeping Angels to send Rose back to 1913 as Lumendea/Charming Slayer did in one of the first and probably the best stories of this nature and as most people have used since. I wanted another way. I also wanted Martha. And I wanted Martha and Rose to be friends. And I wanted Joan Redfern to be a presence, but not a romantic love interest for John Smith. Well, I've got that.
Guys and Dolls, I have not written like this in 2 years. It is easy. It is flowing. I know where I am going from start to finish and I see everything in vivid detail. It's like someone flipped a switch in my brain. And it's not stopping. This is what it used to be like for me, back in the days when I was writing the Time Eternal series. Back in the days when I was writing A Sky Without Zeppelins and Wolf Moon. Back in the days when I never lost the plot and could work on multiple stories at once. This is a huge thing for me. I feel like I'm flying. I feel like I'm dancing in the moonlight. I feel like I'm running with the wild ponies. My life no longer feels like a little space too small to put my dreams inside.
