Going into withdrawal
Apr. 9th, 2003 10:28 amI've done drabbles, mostly the Ron/Percy drabble series 'Not My Affair' and worked on 'Sex, Drugs and Death Eater Rock' (which really is just long; it's taken so much out of me because it hasn't gone well). Everything seems so quiet right now.
Plebedom
Odd. I received a note out of the blue to join a new Snape/Harry Mailing list. Usually when I'm invited to things, there's a mention of some particular story that gives me a feel for what the list is all about. It felt 'spammy.'
I checked out the list, and it was - hey! Helen Pluck! My pal. (We're both major Rushlight fans). And Cassiopeia. Hmm. Where have I seen that name before -? Then I saw
cybele_san's journal, discussing the... oh, yeah.
I remember seeing that on
obscurus's journal, and I'm sorry Obscurus is taking a break.
So the irate Cassiopeia is creating her own list?
I agree, Cybele. I'm just out of Plebedom myself, and I'm fortunate enough to have done my first 'plebe-ly' stories as an adult. If you guys had seen the Andre Norton Mary Sue I created when I was thirteen. *shudders*
Here's a contest. Remember when you were a Plebe? What is the worst, most ridiculous story you've ever written?
Have a laugh at my expense.
I confess, my sci-fi creation had genetic experiments done on her (of course her), and the story started with her escaping from the lab. Yes, friends, she had cat's eyes and could see in the dark, Plus! She had retractable claws under her fingernails. Gosh, did I like cats? Maybe the 83 stuffed kitties and the litter of kittens under my bed was a clue. It was action packed! If somewhat... vague... as to why anyone would genetically alter her, or what was going to happen once she escaped. I showed it to my stepdad who said "Er. Well. It's action-packed..." I knew I was damned with faint praise, reread it, and tossed it in the trash.
I had another effort when I was fifteen, and I got to 58 pages before I finally admitted there wasn't an original thought in the entire story, I didn't care about the characters, once again didn't know where the story was headed and I admitted... I'd never read this. I forcing out 'a fantasy story' rather than writing something I enjoyed.
Thank god there was no internet for me to humiliate myself and post these things. Or I would have.
The heat's out in my building again. There are puddles on the windowsill where condensation has run down the glass. And kitty has cold ears.
Plebedom
Odd. I received a note out of the blue to join a new Snape/Harry Mailing list. Usually when I'm invited to things, there's a mention of some particular story that gives me a feel for what the list is all about. It felt 'spammy.'
I checked out the list, and it was - hey! Helen Pluck! My pal. (We're both major Rushlight fans). And Cassiopeia. Hmm. Where have I seen that name before -? Then I saw
I remember seeing that on
So the irate Cassiopeia is creating her own list?
I agree, Cybele. I'm just out of Plebedom myself, and I'm fortunate enough to have done my first 'plebe-ly' stories as an adult. If you guys had seen the Andre Norton Mary Sue I created when I was thirteen. *shudders*
Here's a contest. Remember when you were a Plebe? What is the worst, most ridiculous story you've ever written?
Have a laugh at my expense.
I confess, my sci-fi creation had genetic experiments done on her (of course her), and the story started with her escaping from the lab. Yes, friends, she had cat's eyes and could see in the dark, Plus! She had retractable claws under her fingernails. Gosh, did I like cats? Maybe the 83 stuffed kitties and the litter of kittens under my bed was a clue. It was action packed! If somewhat... vague... as to why anyone would genetically alter her, or what was going to happen once she escaped. I showed it to my stepdad who said "Er. Well. It's action-packed..." I knew I was damned with faint praise, reread it, and tossed it in the trash.
I had another effort when I was fifteen, and I got to 58 pages before I finally admitted there wasn't an original thought in the entire story, I didn't care about the characters, once again didn't know where the story was headed and I admitted... I'd never read this. I forcing out 'a fantasy story' rather than writing something I enjoyed.
Thank god there was no internet for me to humiliate myself and post these things. Or I would have.
The heat's out in my building again. There are puddles on the windowsill where condensation has run down the glass. And kitty has cold ears.
Re: is it...
Date: 2003-04-09 09:58 pm (UTC)I moved here from Washington DC. In DC it's probably 65 degrees and balmy. The humidity hasn't started yet, and the insects are just starting to wake.
~Icarus
Re: is it...
Date: 2003-04-10 09:14 am (UTC)They are having an usuasually chilly spring Back East- they had a freak snowstorm, and there is still ice on the streets in the am.