Where did *that* come from?
Friday, July 12th, 2013 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizvogelI've been trying to brainstorm ideas for a story contest. So a few days ago, I was poking around at some research that might be relevant, and did a little casual concept-noodling with the housemate. And a couple things clicked, and then a certain line wouldn't leave me alone, so I sat down to write a bit and see what happened. And I ended up writing a story.
I have no idea what to do with this thing.
This is not the story I meant to write. I don't think it's right for the contest. It's not my sort of thing at all: it's in first-person present tense (which I generally don't care for), and it shows definite signs of being influenced by magical realism (not my cup of tea at all). It's a bit message-y (I just want a good story). It's even, deep down underneath it all, advocating a political position I don't entirely agree with. The only thing it has in common with my usual style is the length (very short).
It doesn't want to just sit there on the disk. It wants to go out in the world. Exactly where, or how, is almost as baffling to me as the fact that I wrote this thing at all.
ETA: I've also gotten an idea for the story I do mean to write, and preliminary signs are promising. I suspect the above may just have been my brain's way of rebelling against me forcing it to work, not just differently, but antithetically from the way I usually get story ideas. But I'm still shaking my head in confusion that that came out of my keyboard.
I have no idea what to do with this thing.
This is not the story I meant to write. I don't think it's right for the contest. It's not my sort of thing at all: it's in first-person present tense (which I generally don't care for), and it shows definite signs of being influenced by magical realism (not my cup of tea at all). It's a bit message-y (I just want a good story). It's even, deep down underneath it all, advocating a political position I don't entirely agree with. The only thing it has in common with my usual style is the length (very short).
It doesn't want to just sit there on the disk. It wants to go out in the world. Exactly where, or how, is almost as baffling to me as the fact that I wrote this thing at all.
ETA: I've also gotten an idea for the story I do mean to write, and preliminary signs are promising. I suspect the above may just have been my brain's way of rebelling against me forcing it to work, not just differently, but antithetically from the way I usually get story ideas. But I'm still shaking my head in confusion that that came out of my keyboard.
