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22 December 2004 @ 04:30 pm
pfffffftblh.  
I know it's an old, trite, and incredibly dull complaint...but damn it. I want to write and my brain is like this clogged mesh through which no words flow. No fictional ones anyway. And to switch metaphors, I sit down to write and start pushing against the wind and within moments it becomes an unbearable effort to even contemplate fashioning words and putting them in ordered sequence to make sentences to make paragraphs to make a story.

Stupid brain.

I am feeling rather better this week than last, but I've got no juice. Someone squeeze my brain and make the juice come out, please?
 
 
 
Thamiristhamiris on December 23rd, 2004 12:41 am (UTC)
I've been squeezing student brains, so my hands are tired, but why not take a break from whatever you're working on to crank out a separate very short ficlet? I often find that helps with juice restoration.
julia_herejulia_here on December 23rd, 2004 12:45 am (UTC)
I blame Santa.

Or something.

Maybe it's the recount.

Would loan you juice, but am juiceless. What is it about sitting and staring at the blank writing space until one starts to bleed from the eyes...or is it ears? That's where I am, too.

Maybe it's the reindeer.

Julia, not helpful, but attentive

ex_dovil323 on December 23rd, 2004 12:47 am (UTC)
*squish*

Now I have brains all over my fingers and geez, under my fingernails. Has anoyone got a wet wipe?

How's this for a start:

A vampire walked into a bar and saw a bartender. The bartender was green and had pretty red eyes while the vampire was white and had pretty blue eyes. Their pretty eyes met over the crowded bar.

Yeah, I have nothing more, you have to take it from there.
for you I'd bleed myself dryboniblithe on December 23rd, 2004 12:54 am (UTC)
You could join up for the Yuletide pinch hitting tonight if there were any rare fandoms on the to-do list that you might know. Maybe writing for someone else could spark something?
Spikewriterspikewriter on December 23rd, 2004 01:04 am (UTC)
God, I know how you feel. Writing anything lately has been a real effort.
Cesperanzacesperanza on December 23rd, 2004 01:19 am (UTC)
I am feeling rather better this week than last, but I've got no juice. Someone squeeze my brain and make the juice come out, please?

Okay, so that's disgusting? But that being said, I'm online if you want to bounce ideas off me....where have you been? I miss you!
your royal pie-nessentrenous88 on December 23rd, 2004 01:21 am (UTC)
Maybe if we stroke your brain and sing it encouraging little songs instead of the squeezing. The squeezing just sounds so...squeezedy. Ouch.
sef1029 on December 23rd, 2004 01:28 am (UTC)
Write a Stargate ficlet! I am longing to hear your Jack voice again. (Besides, I need another model to pick apart for constructing my own pale imitations.) Jack's a general now, and Daniel is buff. You could work with that, eh?
-Sue

raqsraqs on December 23rd, 2004 02:24 am (UTC)
how 'bout if i massage your brain gently to redistribute the juices?

*goosh, goosh, goosh*.

want a first line? those i'm good at. what are you trying to write?

how about, uh,

"The smell of wet sidewalks made him happy. It was a sad, musty smell, that nonetheless reminded him somehow of youth, and life, and the need to wear shoes."
(Anonymous) on December 23rd, 2004 02:24 am (UTC)
I know it's a cliche, but you could always try writing a bit about writers block. Forgive me for dabbling in your 'verse, but...


Xander approaches the door to his own home with great caution, tries his damnedest to turn the key in the lock and swing open the door without making any noise. This, of course, is particularly challenging when the person you're trying to sneak past has super-sensitive vampire hearing. Still, it's worth a try and Xander is in the door and creeping, ghosting, gliding toward the staircase when...

"Xander!"

Xander pulls out his you-can't-blame-me-for-anything-I'm-too-cute-and-stupid voice. "Hey, honey, I'm home?"

"Don't think I don't know you were trying to sneak in, you wanker! Get in here," Spike calls from the little sun room off the living room that the vampire has chosen to be his writers studio. All the windows have been covered in heavy blinds, of course, and yes, they both recognize the irony, but when Spike insists on something, Xander has no power to refuse, he just starts reinforcing the curtain rods. It's the very same and foolish inability to refuse that he is now carrying himself straight into the proverbial lion's den on his own two treacherous feet.

"So, uh, how's the writing going?"

As he hears the words come out his own mouth Xander becomes painfully aware that the skill he perfected in high school of responding to his helplessness by saying the least helpful thing at the worst possible time is still with him. Sure the solider skills can fade, but this skill, it's the one that sticks around.

"Put it this way, love. If writer's block had a body, I'd tie it up and..."

La, la, la. La, la, la, Xander hears in his head as he tunes out the familiar and graphic descriptions of torture that would have even Amnesty International sending out pamphlets on behalf of poor Writer's Block.

As Spike's tirade winds down, Xander suddenly notices that Spike is sitting back from the computer and that small brown projectiles are pelting the monitor.

"Right, so since writer's block doesn't have a body, you feel the productive course of action is to throw--are those Coco Puffs?"

"S'all we had in the pantry," Spike explains with a shrug, as if to admit that Coco Puffs are not the ideal projectile with which to fight writer's block, but also to point out that he can't be blamed for limited resources.

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tag?
(Anonymous) on December 26th, 2004 04:20 am (UTC)
guess you didn't want to play. sorry if i overstepped. good to see you writing a bit again. i'd write spike/lorne for you if i could, but i really can't.
Anna S.eliade on December 26th, 2004 04:22 am (UTC)
I'm very sorry! I didn't get around to replying to any comments on that post. :( But I thought this was absolutely lovely! even if I wasn't up to tag-teaming. :) Thank you so much.
(Anonymous) on December 26th, 2004 07:34 am (UTC)
writer's paranoia soothed. thank you. maybe i'll try some more some time, if you don't mind...
Pamgoosegirl9 on December 23rd, 2004 03:07 pm (UTC)
Hmmm. Dr. Goosegirl recommends girl flicks. With happy endings. I personally enjoyed Hell Boy. Even I, the ficless, could make up a few stories about those characters ....
spankys on December 23rd, 2004 04:18 pm (UTC)
Spike/Lorne
I don't know if this will help, but heres a Spike/Lorne fic I got from no_detective. I haven't read it, but I trust her judgement. http://www.lovelorne.net/fanfic/rune-fuckyou.php

Marie