lady_songsmith: owl (Default)
2014-05-01 06:55 pm
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Writing meme

Hey, we haven't done this one in a while!

Give me the title of a story I've never written, and feedback telling me what you liked best about it, and I will tell you any or all of: the first sentence, the last sentence, the thing that made me want to write it, the biggest problem I had while writing it, why it almost never got posted, the scene that hit the cutting room floor but that I wish I'd been able to salvage, and possibly a short excerpt as well.

Any fandom welcome. I thought about putting a list here; it got long.

In other news, I'm attempting to write 100 words a day minimum for the entire month of May, and may be spamming your journals and/or tumblrs with the results.

I keep forgetting to cross-post over here. It broke for a bit and I got out of the habit.
lady_songsmith: owl (owl)
2014-05-01 12:06 pm
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Writing meme!

Hey, we haven't done this one in a while!

Give me the title of a story I've never written, and feedback telling me what you liked best about it, and I will tell you any or all of: the first sentence, the last sentence, the thing that made me want to write it, the biggest problem I had while writing it, why it almost never got posted, the scene that hit the cutting room floor but that I wish I'd been able to salvage, and possibly a short excerpt as well.

Any fandom welcome. I thought about putting a list here; it got long.

In other news, I'm attempting to write 100 words a day minimum for the entire month of May, and may be spamming your journals and/or tumblrs with the results.
lady_songsmith: owl (owl)
2014-03-06 07:13 pm

N-1 things make a post

Work related blather got really long, and also a bit sharp, so it's under lock in its own post.

1. I've been sick for what feels like forever. This nasty cold just kept coming back every time I thought I was done, until finally I went to the doctor a couple weeks ago. They gave me antibiotics and I feel so much better now, but I'm still digging out from under all the stuff I didn't do when I felt like crap.

2. One of those things I haven't been doing is keeping up with the LWW read-along over on the NFFR boards, but [livejournal.com profile] heliopausa and [livejournal.com profile] adaese have been making a valiant effort at keeping it going. Some of their points are worth really digging into -- you should all go take a look and chime in!

3. I haven't been writing. To the point where I'm not even carrying my notebook with me anymore. (To be fair, it doesn't fit in my bag with all the winter/cold paraphernalia in there at the moment.) I'd like to get back to it, and I've been trying to prod my brain in that direction. Perverse entity that it is, it promptly presented me with two new Narnia fics, one of which at least would be a major AU undertaking. When I tried to squelch that, it wandered off to other-fandoms' kinkmeme fills. When I tried to hook it back into the stuff currently languishing in my Scrivener project, it wanted to talk about major rewrites to one of them. Anyone have any tips for care and management of your creative impulses? Herding cats does not even begin to do it justice.

4 (3a?). On the subject of major rewrite project. One of the key concepts of Lies -- that the flashbacks are from the perspective of the frame -- is really, really, really not working out. Too subtle. The easier way to go would be to edit it out, which would be annoying but not super time-consuming. But I would rather not lose it. But the more I think on it, the more I think there isn't any way to do it subtly; the readership investment just isn't there to support it. So if I want to keep it, I have to go back in and punch it hard. The first thing that comes to mind to do that is to shift it to a more internal academia style: history books, letters, etc. But if I do that, I don't think I can keep Paukhep and Hekaios as POV characters, and I like them, especially Paukhep. Opinions, anyone? Advice?

5 (3b?). Purely hypothetically, if someone were decidedly not thinking about doing a story in which Lucy wound up with the Witch instead of Edmund, which point of divergence would be more interesting: Tumnus doesn't have a change of heart and kidnaps her, or Jadis gets wind of it sooner, arrests him, and is waiting for Lucy when she goes back? The first appeals to me because I've long argued that Lucy and Edmund do exactly the same thing and it's sheer luck that she met someone nice and he met the Big Bad, but it leaves the question of how to get the other three into Narnia, since they've never heard of it at that point and have no reason to go poking in wardrobes. The other one handily explains why Edmund wouldn't meet the Witch (she's off capturing Lucy when he gets to Narnia) and then he can bring Peter and Susan in later, but it lacks the emotional parallelism.

(6? 4? feck it) N. I'm also seriously thinking about making a gifset (my first gifset, oh dear, am I really joining the tumblr - blech - age? or, actually, is it a picset? picspam? I don't think I actually want to do moving gifs.) about a Merlin headcanon/theory that occured to me the other day. Uhm... how do I gifset? Is it one big image or lots of little ones and if the latter how big do they have to be for tumblr to play nice?
lady_songsmith: owl (owl)
2013-11-12 11:01 pm

For [livejournal.com profile] wingedflight21

Bet you thought I forgot, huh?  Nope, just trying to research how antiquities and fossils might have been used/displayed around the turn of the century when the regulations about both were far more lax. Pretty epic fail, actually, so I just made it up instead. :P

Over on my mystery characters prompting post, Winged asked for: "[Mary Anning Russell (rthverse)], [Ramses], and [Holmes] end up in an antique store."

I'm still taking prompts over there, by the way, if anyone wants to play.

Antiques... )
lady_songsmith: (golden)
2013-04-25 08:24 pm
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Not writing it, lalalalala

So I was trying to work on Shadow and out comes Edmund and Bacchus instead. IDK, gang. There isn't any real story here, just purging an insistent muse.

Takes place during Water and Wine.
Read more... )
If I were actually writing it, I'd edit some parts (speech patterns are inconsistent, and Bacchus in the opening bit is supposed to be more oblivious, less creepy) but I'm not writing it. La la la la la. We now return you to your regularly scheduled race riots (species riots?).
lady_songsmith: (instigator)
2013-02-23 05:55 pm
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Prompt me!

I've been staring at my WIPs since I got my laptop back (safe, sound, and unaffected by idiots purporting to be techies). Nothing is happening, although I do have a writing itch.

So!

Give me a story you think I should write, and I will write you at least 200 words of it. No promises whether that's beginning, middle, or end. Or if you want a sneak peek at one of the WIPs, tell me which and I'll do 200 NEW words for you.
lady_songsmith: owl (truth stranger than fiction)
2012-04-22 01:39 pm
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Fic Commentary: The Counsels of Princes

To judge by the way I've been bending reviewers' ears on this story (and I apologize for the lengthy discourse if you are one of them), I have many Things To Say about it. Thus, fic commentary! I've never done this before, really, though I've thought about it and I've talked some about the writing process of other stories. This is exciting!

There are 2,700 words back here. This is why I write fic instead of meta. )
lady_songsmith: owl (nightmare queen)
2011-11-10 09:26 pm

The End

Biggest spoilers here, except for the part where there are all kinds of fuzzy handwavey bits. Help! Also it sort of broke the episode format where it got fuzzy.

THE END )
lady_songsmith: owl (Default)
2011-10-25 08:54 pm
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Raaaaandom

So, er, I have no idea what just happened, but there was Rilian in my head this morning and this came out, and I think it needs -- expansion? elaboration? editing? -- but here's what there is.
____

It was easier than he'd expected.

Rilian had thought there would be more resistance to his taking the throne. He'd been gone for so long, had very nearly led an army against Narnia (and he made no secret of his time with the lady-witch), and his rescuers from another world had not stayed to tell the tale, nor had Aslan; it would be no surprise if some of the Narnians regarded him with suspicion, and no shame to them. But there were enough who remembered his father as a young man and his mother's light, some of which still shone in him, that vouched him the true son of Caspian and rightful king, so no one questioned it to his face at least.

He suspected, from the sound that seemed to follow him, wind hissing through cracks, that the doubt was whispered behind his back. He tried not to think on it overmuch; it would pass in time or it would not, and all he could do was try to show he would be a good king. But as time passed, and he ruled -- not wisely, perhaps, but at least well, and the whispers did not fade at all, it did hurt. He tried harder. Married, raised children, fought wars and made peace. Died, still hearing the whispers running behind him.

On his tomb, the Narnians carved the name they had known him by since his miraculous return from Underworld:

King Rilian the Disenchanted
True heir to Edmund the Just
___
lady_songsmith: owl (Default)
2011-10-25 08:54 pm
Entry tags:

Raaaaandom

So, er, I have no idea what just happened, but there was Rilian in my head this morning and this came out, and I think it needs -- expansion? elaboration? editing? -- but here's what there is.
____

It was easier than he'd expected.

Rilian had thought there would be more resistance to his taking the throne. He'd been gone for so long, had very nearly led an army against Narnia (and he made no secret of his time with the lady-witch), and his rescuers from another world had not stayed to tell the tale, nor had Aslan; it would be no surprise if some of the Narnians regarded him with suspicion, and no shame to them. But there were enough who remembered his father as a young man and his mother's light, some of which still shone in him, that vouched him the true son of Caspian and rightful king, so no one questioned it to his face at least.

He suspected, from the sound that seemed to follow him, wind hissing through cracks, that the doubt was whispered behind his back. He tried not to think on it overmuch; it would pass in time or it would not, and all he could do was try to show he would be a good king. But as time passed, and he ruled -- not wisely, perhaps, but at least well, and the whispers did not fade at all, it did hurt. He tried harder. Married, raised children, fought wars and made peace. Died, still hearing the whispers running behind him.

On his tomb, the Narnians carved the name they had known him by since his miraculous return from Underworld:

King Rilian the Disenchanted
True heir to Edmund the Just
___
lady_songsmith: owl (writing - instigate)
2011-10-24 06:40 pm
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Narnia Big Bang

So, I want to sign up, but I still have no plot. (Yes, [livejournal.com profile] snitchnipped , I'm aware of your preference. Have a cough drop.) I went through the prompt post today, and there's definitely a couple of themes emerging from the ones that made me think, "hmm, I might be able to do something with that..." But there's still no plot premise.

It's definitely going to be something during one of the bad periods - the Winter or the Telmarine oppression. It might be from the villains' POV, or at least someone who works with/for them.

Uhm. Is that enough to sign up with, y'think? I've gone into the fic exchange with less of an idea what I was going to do with my prompts.
lady_songsmith: owl (writing - instigate)
2011-10-24 06:40 pm
Entry tags:

Narnia Big Bang

So, I want to sign up, but I still have no plot. (Yes, [livejournal.com profile] snitchnipped , I'm aware of your preference. Have a cough drop.) I went through the prompt post today, and there's definitely a couple of themes emerging from the ones that made me think, "hmm, I might be able to do something with that..." But there's still no plot premise.

It's definitely going to be something during one of the bad periods - the Winter or the Telmarine oppression. It might be from the villains' POV, or at least someone who works with/for them.

Uhm. Is that enough to sign up with, y'think? I've gone into the fic exchange with less of an idea what I was going to do with my prompts.
lady_songsmith: owl (nightmare queen)
2011-10-20 10:07 pm

Rest of the season

More episode summaries, taking us through to the end-of-season cliffhanger.

(first part of the season is here

... we now return to our regular programming... )
lady_songsmith: owl (nightmare queen)
2011-10-19 09:44 pm

Episode summaries

Well, most people were interested. But I'll put this behind a spoiler cut for those who'd rather not see it until fic-time.

Episodes I-VII, which takes us to some sort of season hiatus, I think - good stopping point, anyway.
Not-a-TV-show )
lady_songsmith: owl (golden1)
2011-10-19 07:15 pm

FIC: Need to Hear (one shot)

In between trying to sleep off my cold today I wrote this. Why? I don't know, it was just there. Unbetaed.

Need to Hear

He knows, from the moment he sees them crumpled before the wardrobe, with a look in their eyes that any soldier, doctor, or priest would know. There is a look people have when their world has been shaken to its root and all they knew has to be reordered. And perhaps the children of bombed London know that look, but Digory does not think anything so mundane has disordered his houseguests.

He offers his hand to the girls with a slight bow, the old Victorian courtesy that he hardly uses anymore, except with the grand old dames of Society, and then only when the university or Polly’s beloved zoo needs funding. He escorts them all to his study, nevermind how it will shock Mrs. Macready, and sends Margaret for a tea tray, with the good china. “Five cups?” she asks dubiously, eyeing the littlest ones, and “Five,” he replies, firmly.

He pours them tea and makes no demands of speech beyond the polite murmurs of ‘cream?’ and ‘sugar?’ — there are times to ignore rationing, and this is one of them — and sits quietly, waiting for them to come back to the here and now as gently as they can.

They look to him for answers, and what is he to tell them? His own adventure was a brief candle, a weekend’s outing. What gives him the right to counsel men and women who have lived a lifetime and been returned to childhood? Fumbling for words, he tells them the best things he can think of, half comforting platitude and half advice for a world that he knows is not kind to the exceptional ones. Of course you will go back. Of course there is a reason. But you must not dwell on it. You must live in the now.

It is what they need to hear, he tells himself, and wonders if he believes it any more than they do.
lady_songsmith: owl (golden1)
2011-10-19 07:15 pm

FIC: Need to Hear (one shot)

In between trying to sleep off my cold today I wrote this. Why? I don't know, it was just there. Unbetaed.

Need to Hear

He knows, from the moment he sees them crumpled before the wardrobe, with a look in their eyes that any soldier, doctor, or priest would know. There is a look people have when their world has been shaken to its root and all they knew has to be reordered. And perhaps the children of bombed London know that look, but Digory does not think anything so mundane has disordered his houseguests.

He offers his hand to the girls with a slight bow, the old Victorian courtesy that he hardly uses anymore, except with the grand old dames of Society, and then only when the university or Polly’s beloved zoo needs funding. He escorts them all to his study, nevermind how it will shock Mrs. Macready, and sends Margaret for a tea tray, with the good china. “Five cups?” she asks dubiously, eyeing the littlest ones, and “Five,” he replies, firmly.

He pours them tea and makes no demands of speech beyond the polite murmurs of ‘cream?’ and ‘sugar?’ — there are times to ignore rationing, and this is one of them — and sits quietly, waiting for them to come back to the here and now as gently as they can.

They look to him for answers, and what is he to tell them? His own adventure was a brief candle, a weekend’s outing. What gives him the right to counsel men and women who have lived a lifetime and been returned to childhood? Fumbling for words, he tells them the best things he can think of, half comforting platitude and half advice for a world that he knows is not kind to the exceptional ones. Of course you will go back. Of course there is a reason. But you must not dwell on it. You must live in the now.

It is what they need to hear, he tells himself, and wonders if he believes it any more than they do.
lady_songsmith: owl (golden1)
2011-09-09 09:38 pm

Rambling about "Walk Long Enough"

NFE reveals are up, so now I can talk about my story here, instead of just nattering the ears off those patient souls who encouraged me through the process. I decided early on that the title was going to be "If You Only Walk Long Enough" from an Alice quote, but as this story wound on to deadline, I started thinking it ought to be titled "if you only write long enough." I did actually have it finished by deadline if not beta'd, so that's an improvement over last year - perhaps next year I will actually have it turned in by deadline. (Crazy talk, I know.)

So about the story itself.
Meanderings continue )
lady_songsmith: owl (golden1)
2011-09-09 09:38 pm

Rambling about "Walk Long Enough"

NFE reveals are up, so now I can talk about my story here, instead of just nattering the ears off those patient souls who encouraged me through the process. I decided early on that the title was going to be "If You Only Walk Long Enough" from an Alice quote, but as this story wound on to deadline, I started thinking it ought to be titled "if you only write long enough." I did actually have it finished by deadline if not beta'd, so that's an improvement over last year - perhaps next year I will actually have it turned in by deadline. (Crazy talk, I know.)

So about the story itself.
Meanderings continue )