I am currently writing three parts at once of the new fic I have been trying to write for a while. I need yalls option on one part of it.
These are your options:
Confrontation after getting children safe?
Confrontation before getting children safe?
Confrontation in progress of getting the children safe?
I currently have it written as confrontation before getting the children safe, but I don't have the whole scene written, and I keep bouncing back and forth with all 3 options in my head.
I’ll be trying to do some work on the next chapter of Escape in about 39 mins. If anyone who reads it feels like helping me wake up my muse and keep focused hit me up in my inbox! I’d love some help sparking the creativity ❤️
Anyone have any tips for coming up with fanfiction titles? I really really want to post my fanfiction, but alas, it needeth a title. My sister gave me some good tips, but if anyone else has any others, feel free to share! I’ve written five chapters and still. No. Title. 😤
Hello all! I started a Richard Armitage real person fic MONTHS ago but as such life happened and it got put on the back burner. Well I’m happy to say I’m back and ready for this story to be shown to the world. I’m currently looking for beta readers. IF any of you loyal and true fans would be interested in reading the beginning to this multi chapter whirlwind romance about our favorite leading man himself, please let me know!
Here is a little teaser to get you guys and gals excited. I own no images, just edits.
I am, as is rapidly becoming tradition (yes, hello, thanks, anxiety and depression) trapped in a hell-spiral with regards to my writing. (This ended up super fucking long, so if you actually want to read this, I’ve put it after the break.)
I have an original work that is ... well, it’s there, at the forefront of my mind. I rather desperately want to work on it. The characters are very real to me, the plot is rapidly unfolding inside my brain, and I’m just ... I’m so fucking excited about it. It’s something I want to read, myself, and it pisses me off that it’s not already written. That it’s not a book I can buy in a store or check out of the library and just sit down and enjoy.
But -- and it’s presently a big but (heh, big butt) -- no one is going to pay me for it. Even if I write it, it’ll be hard to get it published. A fantasy novel: sure, fine, whatever, there’s lots of those. The main cast? A stable poly triad and the 14-year-old ace girl they’ve “adopted” (although honestly she’s the most stable, functional “adult” of the bunch). It’s not, I think, marketable (there’s no will they/won’t they angst regarding their relationship, it’s a stable triad and not a love triangle, and the 14yo isn’t going to become torn between two equally boring white dudes at some point in the plot because that trope is so fucking done). So I want to work on it -- desperately, passionately, so much so that I’m dreaming about it -- but my stupid anxiety brain tells me it’s a waste of time, that I should be working on something people will pay me for.
So then I think, well, okay, I could work on my fanfiction. And yeah, no one is paying me for that, but it gets me an audience, and maybe ... maybe one of my readers would want to commission me for a piece? (I just finished reading one work on AO3 where the author was “sponsored” for each chapter, and my broke-ass self is like “Okay, how do I get on board with that?”) And then anxiety takes over again, because I have no idea how to ask people to commission me, how to market myself, how much my commissions would even be worth (one Ko-Fi is, what, $5? but surely my time is worth more than that?), and how to arrange payment.
So then I’m like, yeah, okay, remember that idea about writing erotica and publishing it on Amazon or some shit? Except that again, anxiety. Because I don’t know how to do that, either, even though I’ve been researching it like mad. (To be honest it’s the book covers; you need a flashy cover to catch your potential reader’s attention, and I have zero design skills and no money.) Plus ... I don’t want to work on erotica right now. I want to work on my OW, so it’s hard to find the enthusiasm and creativity to write smut.
And then we go back to my original issue, which is that the only story I want to work on is the one I won’t get paid for. So then I think, well, what about setting up a Ko-Fi or a Patreon, and people could pay me that way? Except that who will? And how do I even do it? Do I need someone to literally hold my hand through the entire process of setting up one of those sites? (Yes, possibly.)
And I’m left wondering: do normal people even have this problem? Like, you get up, day to day, go about your life and not have to worry about this wonderful world you’ve got living inside your head, aching to come out? You can just ... go to work and function and get paid? How selfish am I, that I feel like I need to work on this story, even though it’s not going to go anywhere, even though my partner is freaking out because we need money and I can’t find work anywhere else? Sometimes I just want it to be just me, so that the only person I need to worry about starving or not having a roof over their head is me, and I can work on my writing without worrying about letting someone else down.
So here I am, in this hell-spiral. I want to write, but if I start work on the piece that won’t be marketable I feel guilty and selfish, and if I work on anything else I’m distracted by what I want to be working on. So I do nothing, and feel even worse for it. My stupid fucking brain.