Why writing fic IS FUCKING PAINFUL

Thu, 27 Dec 2012 17:24:48 GMT

Ok, well I've been wrestling with this fic for fucking EVER. Basically, since I posted "Environmental Control" the last week of my first practicum block. And since I can't grab any of my family members and sit them down and explain everything, I'm going to vent here because THIS IS WHAT DW IS FOR.

( What Happened in Environmental Control: )

I'm really pleased with the way that the fic turned out, and writing it was great fun. I LOVE writing a fic where I know that at least a few people are going to read it, it's in a fandom I love, and it doesn't kill me to finish it. That hasn't happened in a long time. Also, I feel that I could put my own spin on both the AU fandom *and* the characters, while still staying true to the canon material. All in all, pretty fun and satisfying!

NOW. Here's my problem. I want to deal with the problems of Phil and Clint dating. But I also have all these other characters who insisted on being put into the story, and consequently they are running away with it and driving me nuts. So.

( Where I'm heading in Self Preservation: )

Then, there's extra stuff I'm pondering to add, which has more to do with Phil and Clint's relationship, but naturally I don't have a place to put it because they are being invaded by character development adorableness from everyone else.

( Clint and Phil's Continuing Issues: )

My continuing issues?? Trying to put all of this into stories without it being ridiculous! I think I'm probably going to deal with them by chunking the stuff I want to deal with into shorter stories, and just write the sections I want to and figure out where all the character development stuff goes along the timeline as I deal with it. It's how I've been building onto this universe anyway, it's just really hard to use all this background information without getting overwhelmed.

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Sun, 25 Mar 2012 20:38:08 GMT

I have content-locked my journal to only those subscribed/access list. I'd rather not have people digging through my past years of social misery.

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Why writing fic IS FUCKING PAINFUL

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