I’ve read a few very good pieces of erotica lately that friends have sent me, and looked at some tasty pictures, and I feel incredibly inspired. I want to write something short and direct without getting over-involved in the plot and characters, which is my typical failing.
I’m just aching to write something and I can’t seem to find the time.
I’ve read a few very good pieces of erotica lately that friends have sent me, and looked at some tasty pictures, and I feel incredibly inspired. I want to write something short and direct without getting over-involved in the plot and characters, which is my typical failing. I get too ambitious about writing some complicated character piece and the sex becomes secondary.
I’m there, right now. I’m ready to do it. And I can’t seem to find a couple of un-interrupted hours to get down and write. I can’t do fiction in little bites, I need to find the zone and go, and keep going until it’s done.
A couple of blogger friends recently sent me fan mail about some of my previous work, and it’s both inspirational and intimidating. I can do it, I’m reminded, I can write. But have that garp problem of writing something I now feel I have to live up to.
When I started this blog (fuck me, is it a year and a half ago already?), it was to be about writing. It’s in many ways gone far afield of that. I need to get back there and get something done that I can publish, if only here.
[made with ecto]