LA is a lifestyle
May. 2nd, 2006 11:10 am( LA Life )
I had one of those pivotal moments in writing yesterday, not so much in content as in, "Wow, my ficcy audience is pretty much gone, but this is a story I'm still trying to tell, is one that I've been telling for the past three years, and here's it's ending, audience or not." We say we don't write for an audience, but that's not exactly true. Art is action and interaction and while the impetus is perhaps not driven by the need to have a response, the work itself isn't art if it exists in a vaccuum, exists solely in the writer's head and paper, kept in a drawer. It feeds on itself, just as skill and story feed on themselves. Resonse drives momentum drives production. I write more when I'm writing and I tend to write when I have an audience, but it's not that easy, not that simple, and we do ultimate write to fullfill that personal inner drive, and I love when writing strokes you back, when you get to a point with an idea and realize that it's part of something larger in the context of what you've been writing. I've written all of these stories that were basically stories about sex throughout season 2, and they shaped each other, and built upon each other, and I find, now, I know where they're supposed to end, what will tie them tight and allow them to shift into the next set of stories. (Not stories I'll write, but the next place the 'authentic' text has to tell). And I find, audience or not, that's exciting. I've missed that feeling, and I'm pleased to have teased it back out - however unexpectedly. I love the original stuff I'm working on, want to work on, but I've spent a lot of time writing fic in the FS universe, shaping that world in a textual way, and I'm pleased that it has formed into something that, for me, will end up being a whole story.
And finally, some link drops.
vonnie_k is looking for someone to write Veronica Mars apocafic. Go help a girl out!
isabellesmuse wrote me a truly excellent post Suns and Lovers sex and death drabble here.
And
annakarrennina has been producing some lovely work, both at
farscapefriday and at her own LJ.
And speaking of which, this week's
farscapefriday challenge is to write something based upon one of the poems of Catullus! C'mon, you know you wanna!
Three more days until sign-ups close for Thelma and Louise Do Outer Space. C'mon down and sign up. It'll be fun! I promise.
I had one of those pivotal moments in writing yesterday, not so much in content as in, "Wow, my ficcy audience is pretty much gone, but this is a story I'm still trying to tell, is one that I've been telling for the past three years, and here's it's ending, audience or not." We say we don't write for an audience, but that's not exactly true. Art is action and interaction and while the impetus is perhaps not driven by the need to have a response, the work itself isn't art if it exists in a vaccuum, exists solely in the writer's head and paper, kept in a drawer. It feeds on itself, just as skill and story feed on themselves. Resonse drives momentum drives production. I write more when I'm writing and I tend to write when I have an audience, but it's not that easy, not that simple, and we do ultimate write to fullfill that personal inner drive, and I love when writing strokes you back, when you get to a point with an idea and realize that it's part of something larger in the context of what you've been writing. I've written all of these stories that were basically stories about sex throughout season 2, and they shaped each other, and built upon each other, and I find, now, I know where they're supposed to end, what will tie them tight and allow them to shift into the next set of stories. (Not stories I'll write, but the next place the 'authentic' text has to tell). And I find, audience or not, that's exciting. I've missed that feeling, and I'm pleased to have teased it back out - however unexpectedly. I love the original stuff I'm working on, want to work on, but I've spent a lot of time writing fic in the FS universe, shaping that world in a textual way, and I'm pleased that it has formed into something that, for me, will end up being a whole story.
And finally, some link drops.
And
And speaking of which, this week's
Three more days until sign-ups close for Thelma and Louise Do Outer Space. C'mon down and sign up. It'll be fun! I promise.