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fangrrl_squeesI'm undergoing the thrice-weekly bout of doubt (there's a certain poetry to that phrase, non?) about fanficcing in general and Descendant in particular.
Trying to "redeem" my First Fanfic Evar is a bit silly really. And besides, it undermines the original, cheerful (if clueless) spirit of the original piece.
I'm certainly not breaking any new ground whatsoever.
God knows, there are much better fic writers out there (she says, eyeballing several people on her regular journal's F-List).
But, on the other hand, I'm writing this for me, and my own amusement only. If that's truly the case, then I shouldn't let these little worries get to me, even if they are valid - which I believe they are. Damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead and all that.
And that sentiment is always followed by a sense that I shouldn't bother with any writing if it's really only for my own amusement. It's just a form of masturbation, really, and - honestly - the more traditional sort is quicker, requires less effort (er, mentally, at least) and is generally just as satisfying. Granted, there's a few bits and pieces in my fiction archive that I'd probably consider at least as satisfying as, er, wait... that metaphor's really gotten away from me and I've probably said too much already.
See what I mean about being a lousy writer?
But I'm going to get the outline done, at least. Something with a beginning, middle, end and the bare bones of a - hopefully - interesting story throughout. I want to do at least that much, for peace of mind - otherwise these characters are going to end up in the same bin as the Screenplay That Won't Die and one Zombie Plot Bunny is enough for me, thanks.
Trying to "redeem" my First Fanfic Evar is a bit silly really. And besides, it undermines the original, cheerful (if clueless) spirit of the original piece.
I'm certainly not breaking any new ground whatsoever.
God knows, there are much better fic writers out there (she says, eyeballing several people on her regular journal's F-List).
But, on the other hand, I'm writing this for me, and my own amusement only. If that's truly the case, then I shouldn't let these little worries get to me, even if they are valid - which I believe they are. Damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead and all that.
And that sentiment is always followed by a sense that I shouldn't bother with any writing if it's really only for my own amusement. It's just a form of masturbation, really, and - honestly - the more traditional sort is quicker, requires less effort (er, mentally, at least) and is generally just as satisfying. Granted, there's a few bits and pieces in my fiction archive that I'd probably consider at least as satisfying as, er, wait... that metaphor's really gotten away from me and I've probably said too much already.
See what I mean about being a lousy writer?
But I'm going to get the outline done, at least. Something with a beginning, middle, end and the bare bones of a - hopefully - interesting story throughout. I want to do at least that much, for peace of mind - otherwise these characters are going to end up in the same bin as the Screenplay That Won't Die and one Zombie Plot Bunny is enough for me, thanks.
