I posted this on Tumblr last night but I'm posting it again here because... because akijsdl;fkjas. Yep. That's the reason.
Okay, but seriously, I’ve written in sizeable and/or fast-moving fandoms before. I’ve managed, before, to carve out a little space for myself where my mostly-mediocre words fit, and to be content with that. So what is it, exactly, about Good Omens fandom that’s spooked me to the point that I can’t seem to get past the scribble-a-few-notes stage on anything I want to write?
It probably doesn’t help that, at the moment, I don’t really know anyone who would absolutely want to hear me yammer on about ideas. That’s always been such a crucial part of fandom and ficcing, to me.
*slaps fic-notes with a five-pound river-dwelling rainbow trout* Urgh.
Not sure why I didn't choose a lake trout. They're bigger.
Hmph.
So Thanksgiving is tomorrow for those of us in Canada. I have the day off, and I also took last Thursday and Friday as vacation days to make myself a five-day weekend. Unfortunately I've spent the better part of my extended weekend either panicked, exhausted, migraine-y, or all three. Not what I'd hoped for. I'd printed and assembled quite a few sewing patterns in anticipation, and I've barely touched them. And writing, well. *points up*
I still have the rest of today and tomorrow, though, so I'm going to do what I can to make that time count. I hate feeling like I've 'wasted' time.
On a side note, I'm seriously considering trying to put together a book called Shit My Cat Does (in the same vein as Shit My Dad Says). I mean, Parker is a complete lunatic and Finn, Liam, and Autumn aren't far behind. I made them an Instagram account (https://www.instagram.com/fur.for.brains if you're interested) a couple of weeks ago and it's already got more followers than my personal account has after four years.
I also put my holiday card call up on Tumblr. Yes, already. I send cards all over the world so I need to get my arse organised early.
Right, well. I'm going to go do one of two things - continue to fight with fic, or continue to organise the studio/sewing room.
Okay, but seriously, I’ve written in sizeable and/or fast-moving fandoms before. I’ve managed, before, to carve out a little space for myself where my mostly-mediocre words fit, and to be content with that. So what is it, exactly, about Good Omens fandom that’s spooked me to the point that I can’t seem to get past the scribble-a-few-notes stage on anything I want to write?
It probably doesn’t help that, at the moment, I don’t really know anyone who would absolutely want to hear me yammer on about ideas. That’s always been such a crucial part of fandom and ficcing, to me.
*slaps fic-notes with a five-pound river-dwelling rainbow trout* Urgh.
Not sure why I didn't choose a lake trout. They're bigger.
Hmph.
So Thanksgiving is tomorrow for those of us in Canada. I have the day off, and I also took last Thursday and Friday as vacation days to make myself a five-day weekend. Unfortunately I've spent the better part of my extended weekend either panicked, exhausted, migraine-y, or all three. Not what I'd hoped for. I'd printed and assembled quite a few sewing patterns in anticipation, and I've barely touched them. And writing, well. *points up*
I still have the rest of today and tomorrow, though, so I'm going to do what I can to make that time count. I hate feeling like I've 'wasted' time.
On a side note, I'm seriously considering trying to put together a book called Shit My Cat Does (in the same vein as Shit My Dad Says). I mean, Parker is a complete lunatic and Finn, Liam, and Autumn aren't far behind. I made them an Instagram account (https://www.instagram.com/fur.for.brains if you're interested) a couple of weeks ago and it's already got more followers than my personal account has after four years.
I also put my holiday card call up on Tumblr. Yes, already. I send cards all over the world so I need to get my arse organised early.
Right, well. I'm going to go do one of two things - continue to fight with fic, or continue to organise the studio/sewing room.