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allfireburns) wrote2008-01-26 06:32 pm
allfireburns) wrote2008-01-26 06:32 pm
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Because maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me...
I need to learn to control some of the writing habits I've developed when I'm writing in public. Mostly because I just look insane.
Like... I have a habit of saying dialogue aloud to myself as I write it, just to make sure it sounds right. Which, you know, is well enough when I'm alone. But lately I haven't had the time to write when I'm alone, so I just do it in whatever spare moments I have during the day. I'm working at the front, it gets slow, nobody comes by for a good ten or fifteen minutes, and... yeah.
So yesterday, I'm standing there by the front register, frowning at my notebook and rambling to myself in Ten-voice. And someone walks in. And I don't notice for a good fifteen seconds.
...I think I rather disturbed him, but that's okay! (But of course, it had to be Ten-voice. Because he always sounds the most crazy. *Facepalm* I am a huge dork, guys! I hope you all realize this!)
In other news, I've started the fic that is going to thoroughly break me to write. I would just like to say as a disclaimer beforehand, I DO NOT HATE MARTHA. I repeat, I DO NOT HATE MARTHA! She's actually my favorite character in the entirety of Doctor Who. I just... do horrible, horrible things to her.
That is all.
Just that after I finish this (and God knows when that'll be - it promises to be a long and painful fic) I need to write a long, happy story. Not that I really have any plotbunnies available for happy fics - the other two long-fic plotbunnies I have are also angsty. ...Well, there is that one with Torchwood...
Like... I have a habit of saying dialogue aloud to myself as I write it, just to make sure it sounds right. Which, you know, is well enough when I'm alone. But lately I haven't had the time to write when I'm alone, so I just do it in whatever spare moments I have during the day. I'm working at the front, it gets slow, nobody comes by for a good ten or fifteen minutes, and... yeah.
So yesterday, I'm standing there by the front register, frowning at my notebook and rambling to myself in Ten-voice. And someone walks in. And I don't notice for a good fifteen seconds.
...I think I rather disturbed him, but that's okay! (But of course, it had to be Ten-voice. Because he always sounds the most crazy. *Facepalm* I am a huge dork, guys! I hope you all realize this!)
In other news, I've started the fic that is going to thoroughly break me to write. I would just like to say as a disclaimer beforehand, I DO NOT HATE MARTHA. I repeat, I DO NOT HATE MARTHA! She's actually my favorite character in the entirety of Doctor Who. I just... do horrible, horrible things to her.
That is all.
Just that after I finish this (and God knows when that'll be - it promises to be a long and painful fic) I need to write a long, happy story. Not that I really have any plotbunnies available for happy fics - the other two long-fic plotbunnies I have are also angsty. ...Well, there is that one with Torchwood...