Not that it works for me all that often, but it *has* been known to get my creativity demons to at least start talking to each other again.
...and I'd like to add "They lounge about, completely mute, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday - then, at 11:57pm Sunday night, suddenly bombard you - with ideas for the *exact* plotline you've been stuck on for weeks - knowing full damn well that you need to be up at 5:30am the next morning." Oooh, and "They nag you about their stories - some legitimate, many not - all day while you're at work - but the *instant* you arrive home, they abandon you completely."
The ruddy lot of bastards. I can feel them burning the notes they took on their ideas all day through right now too. I actually tried to *force* them to pull their weight last week, and they damn near rioted on my until they realized it was far easier to simply give me the silent treatment. Aaaaaarg. I had to bribe them with humoring their request to adopt and begin fleshing out one of Death's story suggestions in order to get them to talk to me again, and I almost - *almost* - feel sorry for using Drake like that. He's supposed to be *my* squeak toy, not the demons'. *sigh* Oh well. Here's hoping you smite your cold in better-than-average time, and that you manage to track down writer's block and beat the demons with it until they call a truce. Or whatever tends to work with them.
And, seriously, nitpicks are great. Really. The story's run into a brick wall at this point, so going back and smoothing over earlier plot holes keeps *those* creativity demons sated, if nothing else.
Must put the caffeine down and walk away from the computer now. I'm scaring your readers. ;) Cheer up, ne?
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Have You Tried Whacking Them With A Trout?
Date: 2003-01-27 03:49 pm (UTC)...and I'd like to add "They lounge about, completely mute, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday - then, at 11:57pm Sunday night, suddenly bombard you - with ideas for the *exact* plotline you've been stuck on for weeks - knowing full damn well that you need to be up at 5:30am the next morning." Oooh, and "They nag you about their stories - some legitimate, many not - all day while you're at work - but the *instant* you arrive home, they abandon you completely."
The ruddy lot of bastards. I can feel them burning the notes they took on their ideas all day through right now too. I actually tried to *force* them to pull their weight last week, and they damn near rioted on my until they realized it was far easier to simply give me the silent treatment. Aaaaaarg. I had to bribe them with humoring their request to adopt and begin fleshing out one of Death's story suggestions in order to get them to talk to me again, and I almost - *almost* - feel sorry for using Drake like that. He's supposed to be *my* squeak toy, not the demons'. *sigh* Oh well. Here's hoping you smite your cold in better-than-average time, and that you manage to track down writer's block and beat the demons with it until they call a truce. Or whatever tends to work with them.
And, seriously, nitpicks are great. Really. The story's run into a brick wall at this point, so going back and smoothing over earlier plot holes keeps *those* creativity demons sated, if nothing else.
Must put the caffeine down and walk away from the computer now. I'm scaring your readers. ;) Cheer up, ne?
-War