Complete

Jun. 26th, 2010 09:37 pm
tinhuvielartanis: (Faust)
I've completed the second draft of The Blood Crown manuscript. I sent it along to [livejournal.com profile] gunslingaaahhh and copied myself, so it'll be safe and sound in the event my computer goes kersplat (::knocks wood in fright::). I called her a hosebeast in the email, which I'm sure will endear me to her even more than I already have.

This manuscript contains approximately 30,000 words of an extremely personal and agonising writing on my part. I just hope that what happened during the Summer of Sam pulls the same kinds of emotions from people that it did from me. I still can't thank [livejournal.com profile] gunslingaaahhh and [livejournal.com profile] luvthyjoker enough for their input and support during that time last year. I really believe that Tish's misunderstanding of what was going on with me creatively is what made her pull away from me and allude to [livejournal.com profile] acook and [livejournal.com profile] scottmcclure that I was crazy. I lost friends because of this particular manuscript, but I found out who my real friends were. It's important to know that.

"The Sainted Confessor" will always bring me great happiness, pain, and melancholia. Creating something shouldn't have to be like this, but it often is, especially if you're what [livejournal.com profile] gunslingaaahhh calls a method writer. It's not the happiest of places to be, but it can be oh-so-very glorious when it works well. There are some significant portions of The Blood Crown with which I'm more than a little happy.

The book is written, but my desire to try to make things right, to not be so "crazy" while I was in my creative zone, drags me down to this day. The ache of how things happened will quite possibly wrap around me like a wet sheet and sink into my skin, forever a part of me.
tinhuvielartanis: (Blood Prince)
I'm listening to the Gothic genius mix on iTunes and attempting to proof The Blood Crown. I've learned that 8-10 pages is my limit before my eyes begin to cross and my belly turns into a knot. I'm just not good at all at reading my own material. I know I have it to do...twice...but I don't wanna. The manuscript is 11,722 and I'm averaging about 3500 words before I have to stop. I'm marking my stopping point with a big , so I'll know where to begin again. I just hope [livejournal.com profile] gunslingaaahhh can make heads or tales of the narrative when she has it in her hot hands. I need to write her today and have her trash the copy of The Blood Crown she has because I've already changed some things. I want hers to be the most up-to-date version there is, so her work won't be so daunting, although daunting it still shall be.

[livejournal.com profile] booraven22 has mentioned on several occasions about making major revisions to the story. I've never had to do that. The story is exactly how it was told to me and I just wrote it down with my many grammatical mistakes. It's like I channel the stories, so revising it would be like sewing an extra leg to one of my dogs. It just seems unnatural. [livejournal.com profile] booraven22 must have much more control over her stories and characters than I do mine. At some point, early on in my stories, the characters take control and write through me. I barely remember anything about The Augury of Gideon, which is kind of scary. All I remember is getting up way early and writing like a fiend until the early afternoon, sometimes beyond.

Is this a sign of my insanity? Was Tish right to peg me for a lunatic. That still bothers me more than it ought to, I guess because Scott doesn't know the whole story and probably never will. Whenever I do something odd or out of the norm, I always wonder if Tish was right and was justified in shutting me out of helping Scott with his career. Then again, if I were still helping Scott, I wouldn't have gotten these manuscripts written in the short period of time that I did. Everything happens for a reason I guess. It doesn't mean I have to like it though.

Like any warm-blooded human, I like to be appreciated for my work. I haven't been and I won't be on the Scott front, but maybe I will with The Vampire Relics. I'd like to someday see it on film. I know that's stretching the dream a little tightly, but it's a dream nonetheless. Tom Hardy would make such a perfect Cadmus unless young Finn wanted to take off the hat, shave his head, and try his hand at acting. I doubt that was ever happen.

Okay, enough babbling. Time to read around 5000 more words before I can't take anymore.
tinhuvielartanis: (Cadmus Castigation)
Okay, update. Psych finally listened to the fact that I am intractable and do not react normally to teentsy doses of anything. They just make me miserable. So she prescribed me Zyprexa with the warning that I could gain weight. What's the point in being pudgy and dead from lack of sleep? So I could be sabotaging my gastric bypass, but I either sleep or I'm dead. Last night, I slept for thirteen hours. I feel like James Bond poisoned my drink, shaking it beforehand, never stirring.

I'm writing again. I wrote a tad bit on The Blood Crown and the preface to The Augury of Gideon, both of which can be found here and on Facebook. I'm also preparing to update the Shriekhistory for the new Electric Facepage on Facebook. If you haven't joined, please do so. I sent a sackload of invitations to folks on FB, most of whom joined. Barry then made the comment on his FB that he was pleased with the burgeoning membership. He doesn't know I was behind it.

I outed Scott McClure as the primary anchor for Faust and James McAvoy for the anchor for his mortated form of Kallum McCreary. This character has more anchors than a soul who suffers from dissociative personality disorder, which is funny, since I never planned for him to be a main character. He was a plot device. Then again, so was Cadmus at one point.

I'm crushing bad on someone right now. It's happened periodically in the past few years. This is something I work on diligently never to happen, but it still does at times and it distresses me when it does. It pisses me off, alarms me, and makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with me. I know I would never have a chance with this person and I never ever want to endanger the friendship, so I just gripe, which one of the things I do best.

Tonight, when I get home, I'm going to try to write more. I may end up writing The Blood Crown and The Augury of Gideon simultaneously. The two main songs driving my urge to write these is "Gin-Soaked Boy" by the Divine Comedy and "Feels Like a Planet" by Shriekback. This is going to drive me mad...as mad as Gideon. ,
tinhuvielartanis: (Faust)
It's strange to see after all this time. Everybody's openly talkin' about this guy. Had to make note of it. It's like watching a young bird launch from the nest. ::nods with approval::

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