Prepare for the sniffles.
Jan. 26th, 2012 09:58 pmYou don't understand, I have this thing where I love old movies but I have a hard time with silent movies. I don't know if it's the music or how *long* they focus on the title cards...maybe it's the casual racism...something I just can't watch them.
So despite knowing "Wings" is the first Oscar winner for Best Picture I have never watched it. Then Jane Davitt (who is awesome) went and linked to this--> First Same Sex Kiss in Cinema
and I watched it and wibbled and now I need to see this movie. Will* and I can watch it together and cry.
*Yes, Will is fictional. I know this.
So despite knowing "Wings" is the first Oscar winner for Best Picture I have never watched it. Then Jane Davitt (who is awesome) went and linked to this--> First Same Sex Kiss in Cinema
and I watched it and wibbled and now I need to see this movie. Will* and I can watch it together and cry.
*Yes, Will is fictional. I know this.
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Sep. 2nd, 2011 05:55 pm373 pages is a publishable length for a small-ish epublisher, right? haha
Or not.
I hope no one was too attached to that last Charlie/Will sex scene, cuz I done cut it. It gone. They needed more talking than humping. Hmm but I might need someone to read it who hasn't suffered through all these previous versions and the babble.
and probably I need to go through again and cut some more from back when I wrote a whole section for NaNoWriMo and just babbling 50,000 words but I want a fresh opinion before I do that
You interested in this. lol
I'll shaddup now. But I am so pleased with myself for cutting it down even this much I had to share. :)
Or not.
I hope no one was too attached to that last Charlie/Will sex scene, cuz I done cut it. It gone. They needed more talking than humping. Hmm but I might need someone to read it who hasn't suffered through all these previous versions and the babble.
You interested in this. lol
I'll shaddup now. But I am so pleased with myself for cutting it down even this much I had to share. :)
Too much thinking?
Sep. 1st, 2010 12:40 pmYou know, I don't know why I write so much or why I feel the need to show every little thing a character is feeling, but it really makes stories go long. Usually much, much longer than I'd intended.
I mean, I plot out an arc about growth and realization (and love and sex) and I swear, I never think it's going to end up as complicated and drawn out as it always does. And it all feels essential and right (if in need of trimming and cutting out my insane love of commas). Then, 350 pages later, I realize that no way would anyone sit through 400 pages of fluffy romance (or 475 pages of non fluffy romance, in the case of Ideas of Sin) and I have to make cuts.
Which leaves me wondering if I could end something, say the Charlie and Will manuscript, which has not even been titled for all that it's now epic length, earlier than I'd intended and if it would still seem complete to people. If maybe I'm the only one who needs the After.
Because seriously, my endings are um...a bit anticlimactic, really. Aren't they? 475 pages of struggle and then...something small. They walk away. He says a name. They open a door, etc...
Or it's just a day for self-doubt.
Thinky thinky thinky.
I mean, I plot out an arc about growth and realization (and love and sex) and I swear, I never think it's going to end up as complicated and drawn out as it always does. And it all feels essential and right (if in need of trimming and cutting out my insane love of commas). Then, 350 pages later, I realize that no way would anyone sit through 400 pages of fluffy romance (or 475 pages of non fluffy romance, in the case of Ideas of Sin) and I have to make cuts.
Which leaves me wondering if I could end something, say the Charlie and Will manuscript, which has not even been titled for all that it's now epic length, earlier than I'd intended and if it would still seem complete to people. If maybe I'm the only one who needs the After.
Because seriously, my endings are um...a bit anticlimactic, really. Aren't they? 475 pages of struggle and then...something small. They walk away. He says a name. They open a door, etc...
Or it's just a day for self-doubt.
Thinky thinky thinky.