Oh, storytime. Hello everyone, best wishes and all.
I was stuck in a terrible rut, trying to write stories. I had this sprawling monstrous epic completely planned in my head, about a ginormous spaceship stuck on the brink of falling into a black hole while the descendants of the crew remained unanware; yet I would spend anything between a morning to a day to work out a single paragraph, and by the end of the week I'd be convinced I needed to start over. All I could see were the purely technical aspects, the sentence structures and rhythm, relationships between a word near the top of a page and one at the bottom, the vowel sounds, syllables etc. It was going nowhere.
After a while of inactivity I decided I had to start writing again because I couldn't bear to drop dead tomorrow without having produced something or tried to in earnest. So I needed practice, and it just so happened I had recently discovered CHYOA.
So I started writing in this genre in order to knock down certain mental blocks. I'm not going to be writing overblown ridiculous sagas, I aim to take a trope and see where it goes. When I wrote my first, "And Another One Tinkers with Time", it was more to prove to myself that I was capable of committing words to (metaphorical) paper in significant quantities, that I was able to write stuff. The result, (in the Time Stop category) is of course a meandering self-indulgent and aimless mess, but it served its purpose for me.
The Infernal Machine, my second, is probably my best effort so far. It's just this: what would happen if everybody except the main character suddenly adopted free-use as a social norm, overnight and without warning, with all the inter-personal relationship dynamics they'd previously lived with intact? I made a point of having chapters between 500 and just over 1k words, and keeping the sex scenes as frequent as possible, while trying to weave the plot coherently. It is my most aprreciated story in terms of likes (for which I am infinitely grateful).
Demons in the Citadel, my third is one crazy experiment that I may or may not return to. It's an attempt to do Fighting Fantasy in the style of Fighting Fantasy but on Chyoa with sex scenes and sex demons. It lacked discipline early on, and now that it has ballooned to such a size as I can't even draw a meaningful story map by hand, I dunno what to do.
I write this stuff because I enjoy it, and because I do indeed see the collapse of certain problems I had with my other writing projects, although it'll be a while before I dare venture toward the black hole again.
Since a couple of people have done so, and it seems only honourable and fair, I'll leave a recommendation::
Idius Halfhwit and the Aegis of Probability by DangerSloth. It hasn't updated in a while but there's like 60+ chapters and a 40+ deep streak, and it's a light-hearted fun lark all the way. I laughed out loud quite a bit, which is a welcome surprise. If the author sees this, I'm lookin' forward to whatever you add to it.
And a merry Ying Tong Iddle I Po to you all.