Two new chapters!
Oct. 14th, 2023 07:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
artemisdartToday I posted Chapter 18 of Bloodlines, in which our heroes are finally back together and starting to process what they've each been through, plus the original breakup. There was definitely snuggling, and some smut, although not a lot since I'm experimenting with writing at level "M / Mature." Usually I write exclusively E / Explicit. This was an Ambrosius chapter. I think I might continue the smut next chapter from Bal's POV.
I have a whole other much dirtier scene in mind involving the self-serving nixie, who likes to watch. Not sure if I should write it. Nimona seems like a fairly family-friendly property? Then again this is fan fiction, and I've already had Bal getting off in a hot tub, so.
I hope my faithful readers like it! I have three or four or possibly five people who come back and comment on chapters, so I know there are still people sticking with this, even though I started it all the way back in July and am not done yet. In my defense, I think I'm now 2/3 of the way through. Most of the rest of it should be the big payoff!
I also posted Chapter 3 of Uncage Me, in which Iruka discovers even more underhandedness on the part of his abusive boyfriend Mizuki! It's going to be so satisfying to give Mizuki the justice he deserves!
I also expanded on my notes for an upcoming project I really want to write. It's been rattling around in my head for two weeks and I can't stop thinking about it. I have a 5,000 word story outline, several thousand words of research and background notes, I've slotted it into the historical timeframe, I've placed a book on hold at the library... I've been listening to YouTube playlists... Officially obsessed. In the past when I got like this I would just enjoy my little fantasy on my own, but now that I'm writing them down, I feel the urge to make it good enough to want to reread later.
Cooking has always appealed to me as a way to take my will and impose it onto the world to make something that wasn't there before. But after you're done cooking and eating, the product is gone. It doesn't live on, unless someone bothered to use a lot of skill and craft to write down all the details. In the past few years I've been feeling my own mortality creeping up on me. I feel like I need to write down some of the endless and ever-proliferating fantasies and stories in my head now, while I still have time to get better at writing. Maybe by the time I die, I will have reached a level of skill where my stuff will be worth saving into the future, as a mark that I did exist for a brief moment of time.
I have a whole other much dirtier scene in mind involving the self-serving nixie, who likes to watch. Not sure if I should write it. Nimona seems like a fairly family-friendly property? Then again this is fan fiction, and I've already had Bal getting off in a hot tub, so.
I hope my faithful readers like it! I have three or four or possibly five people who come back and comment on chapters, so I know there are still people sticking with this, even though I started it all the way back in July and am not done yet. In my defense, I think I'm now 2/3 of the way through. Most of the rest of it should be the big payoff!
I also posted Chapter 3 of Uncage Me, in which Iruka discovers even more underhandedness on the part of his abusive boyfriend Mizuki! It's going to be so satisfying to give Mizuki the justice he deserves!
I also expanded on my notes for an upcoming project I really want to write. It's been rattling around in my head for two weeks and I can't stop thinking about it. I have a 5,000 word story outline, several thousand words of research and background notes, I've slotted it into the historical timeframe, I've placed a book on hold at the library... I've been listening to YouTube playlists... Officially obsessed. In the past when I got like this I would just enjoy my little fantasy on my own, but now that I'm writing them down, I feel the urge to make it good enough to want to reread later.
Cooking has always appealed to me as a way to take my will and impose it onto the world to make something that wasn't there before. But after you're done cooking and eating, the product is gone. It doesn't live on, unless someone bothered to use a lot of skill and craft to write down all the details. In the past few years I've been feeling my own mortality creeping up on me. I feel like I need to write down some of the endless and ever-proliferating fantasies and stories in my head now, while I still have time to get better at writing. Maybe by the time I die, I will have reached a level of skill where my stuff will be worth saving into the future, as a mark that I did exist for a brief moment of time.
