Pen, meet paper. Forehead, meet desk.
Nov. 9th, 2005 01:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
slipjig3I'm rapidly coming to learn how fragile the creative spark truly is.
Take today, for example. I was at work, scribbling away at the novel-thingy, specifically on a delicate little scene between Peter and Vera, the two main characters, that takes place almost entirely within a photographer's darkroom. It's tricky to write, because this is only the second time their paths have crossed, and the first one was, well, strange. (Excerpt on my NaNoWriMo user page explains what I mean pretty well.)
Anyroad, I'm a couple pages in on today's writing, when I get a half-hour break away from my desk, which I choose to spend in front of the TV in the break room, thinking some mindless entertainment will clear out some of the cobwebs. What I found, though, was Bravo's "100 Scariest Movie Moments" countdown special. Yeah.
Lemme tell you something that may be self-evident, but here goes: When you've just seen That Scene from Re-Animator for the first time, the option of simply going back to writing delicate little scenes in photographers' darkrooms goes pretty much bye-bye. *shudder* When words like "blood-red" and "ghastly" started turning up, I had to quit before someone lost an arm or something.
Oh, and if the sheets accidentally get wound around my legs in my sleep tonight, my monkey-brain will think I've just woken up in the middle of the last shot of The Vanishing, and I will have a heart attack and die. I'm hoping this does not happen.
Take today, for example. I was at work, scribbling away at the novel-thingy, specifically on a delicate little scene between Peter and Vera, the two main characters, that takes place almost entirely within a photographer's darkroom. It's tricky to write, because this is only the second time their paths have crossed, and the first one was, well, strange. (Excerpt on my NaNoWriMo user page explains what I mean pretty well.)
Anyroad, I'm a couple pages in on today's writing, when I get a half-hour break away from my desk, which I choose to spend in front of the TV in the break room, thinking some mindless entertainment will clear out some of the cobwebs. What I found, though, was Bravo's "100 Scariest Movie Moments" countdown special. Yeah.
Lemme tell you something that may be self-evident, but here goes: When you've just seen That Scene from Re-Animator for the first time, the option of simply going back to writing delicate little scenes in photographers' darkrooms goes pretty much bye-bye. *shudder* When words like "blood-red" and "ghastly" started turning up, I had to quit before someone lost an arm or something.
Oh, and if the sheets accidentally get wound around my legs in my sleep tonight, my monkey-brain will think I've just woken up in the middle of the last shot of The Vanishing, and I will have a heart attack and die. I'm hoping this does not happen.
