Writing Journal: Odd duck romance edition · 12:10am Dec 2nd, 2018
Journal entry 12/1/18:
Have you ever had a story fly out of your fingers? Not literally, I mean, that would be bloody messy. I mean when a story just comes to you so naturally and quickly that word choice just flows out of you and into the keyboard, and the plot feels like it's sliding along a well greased track, and all the beats feel natural, and all the dialogue and emotion just fly out.
Not perfectly, of course, but that it does come out in a great rush.
That's happened to me three or four times, and I can name them all because they were so memorable.
The first was in a contest on EQD for The Most Most Dangerous Game Contest. My story There Is Another Sky was the result.
The next was a twofer for a Writeoff Association fic. Only one of them is a story right now. Three Words
And... here again, I find myself at the end of a writing streak, though shorter than the previous two. This one just flew out of me as if it wanted to be told. Provisional title is "The Cellist and the Farmer". I'm not sure if that will be the final title. I started it almost three years ago, poked at it occasionally since, and today opened it, intending to poke at it some more, and it was like the characters were alive on the page, the places, sounds, and smells real. Kind of a hallucinatory experience, honestly, looking back on it. Which, considering I skipped lunch to continue writing... maybe?
Anyway... I've got a couple thousand more words to write (About five scenes or so to wrap up) but the real meat of the story is done, but will probably grow through editing, too.
Oh yeah. The story is about a chance meeting between Octavia Melody, stranded on the side of a cart track with a broken down carriage and an angry driver who doesn't want anything to do with her anymore, meeting Golden Harvest, on her way back to her cottage from Ponyville with her cart, and it's about to start raining.
yaay! :D