The funny thing is that this time it's not really procrastinating. It's more to do that I keep getting constantly interrupted and distracted. It makes it quite hard to maintain a stream of consciousness.
You know, a friend of mine pointed me to this page with tons of advice for getting into the zone and staying there: have you thought of just telling your parents that you're trying to write and _politely_ asking them to leave you alone for a bit?
Yeah that...ah...I don't think I'm going to do that. The next logical question is "what are you writing about?" and I'll have to explain to my very conservative mother how I'm writing about various ways penises go in vaginas.
I remember what happened when she found out I watched porn on my computer. I thought she was going to throw my PC out the window.
Normally I would have broken it up into two chapters, but I couldn't really find a great spot to do it. The very first part of it is entirely linear with no chance of branching out at all and I wanted it to end at a very specific point for a very specific reason, but then it kept going and going and going...
I figured The Gamer, Chyoa edition was the Chyoa Silmarillion.
I estimate my writing is closer to The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini. Where on the surface they seem pretty good, but looking closer they're full of flaws, cliches, and rip-offs of other things...And has a terrible film adaptation.
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