most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone
HEY that's MY emotional support morally ambiguous misunderstood full of trauma touch starved yearning for love drenched in blood responsible for numerous atrocities comfort character who is TRYING & u will TREAT them with RESPECT
And we're off! Next story is up on AO3, and updates should come at least once every ten days as with previous (I just realised I'm working off a tenday-based schedule, this was not intentional), and I will try to post here in case of a delay.
Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.
There's going to be a one-day delay on the next chapter upload because of AO3's maintenance downtime today, so it should be up tomorrow (and on the bright side, this gives me more time to polish it a bit)!
Okay, there's going to be another delay for the next chapter. The problem with having a plan is I keep seeing the nice short summery paragraph I've written in advance, and I'm like, "oh that's nothing, that won't take any time at all." and then guess what. That paragraph had no detail in it on purpose. The detail takes time to write.
Also, I've been trying to get to bed at a reasonable time each night to maintain healthy sleeping habits, when I used to stay up late and let myself go feral over a word document, so that's slowing me down as well.
Ultimately, I'm giving myself time limits to ensure that it is finished eventually, because I want to prove to myself that I can finish something if I try - I just need to rework my writing habits into something more sustainable and stop expecting myself to be able to write so much in one day like I used to.
So, to get the point, I'm giving myself another 5 day extension on this one (aiming for the 14th) so I actually have time to finish it up properly. I'm considering maybe extending all the gaps between chapters to 15 days in future, but I'll leave it at 10 for now and we'll see how I do.
As always, thanks to anyone who just reads my stuff at all, with a bonus thanks to anyone who leaves kudos, or especially comments. Every time someone reaches back from across the void it makes it a lot easier to remember why I'm still doing this, why I shouldn't just give up, even when I frustrate myself with delays and procrastination (and do feel free to send me asks about anything to do with the story and characters, I love that shit).
I'm going to continue trying my best, but I'm going to try being a little gentler to myself along the way from now on - and I might wander away from More Graves and into something a little different a few times, as I try to re-embrace the fun that can come from being creative, and remind myself of the excitement of inspiration that helped me come up with this story in the first place.
Chapter 16!!!! - The Bloodbath
Here I go getting into a writing frenzy for the exciting climatic boss fight chapter - and AO3 starts lagging just as I go to post it!
Teaches me for thinking I could get a chapter out so early and have everything go smoothly, I suppose. Ah well, I hope everyone enjoys it at least - when they get the chance to read it, that is!
And we’re off! Next story is up on AO3, and updates should come at least once every ten days as with previous (I just realised I’m working off a tenday-based schedule, this was not intentional), and I will try to post here in case of a delay.
Orin baldursgate is conceptually the funniest character of all time on account of simultaneously being a changeling whose whole thing is SHE COULD BE ANYONE AT ANY TIME who also she cannot refrain for more than 45 seconds from monologuing about getting into someone’s thoracic cavity with her teeth and lovingly tearing all the heart-muscle to pearly pink ribbons
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
I write BG3 fanfic about having a bad time and learning to carry on anyway! It's good fun! And also devastating!
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