Tug of War

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Okay, can someone tell me what kind of awful cataclysm went off in the Writing Part of my head* recently? Because good lord, my characters seem to be flailing and running around like they got Movie Sign or something.

I’m trying to write an epilogue for this bitch of a Doctors! story here, and Loke’s trying to take over the series by jumping up and down and pointing out she’s not as boring a narrator as Dreedo. She’s also got Kuen barging in wanting to chat from another damn universe—and Kuen’s also eyeing the Gotham Pizza Girl story with marked interest, asking all these questions and wanting to chat with some superheroes and villains, and dammit she’s not actually in any of my current projects GO AWAY KUEN. I’ve also got Lucy and the boys trying to elbow in on the Gotham Pizza story because superhero universes are good ones to go fuck up, and hot on their heels is a mutant version of DC’s Ace** pointing out that she actually has something to do with that universe and that there are possibilities galore for her if I dare to try.

 

Meanwhile the gang from the Obligatory Giant Fantasy Epic are banging on the inside of my skull and bitching that they aren’t getting enough attention when they’ve got a great story going on and what am I doing fizzling when losers like Stephenie Meyer are getting attention for their garbage and if I’d just rewrite the draft they could totally all settle into some wholesome adventure with the crazy glow-in-the-dark psychopath and the cat who may or may not have once been a goddess and of course a purple dragon.

 

And Dweiji is still sitting in the cockpit of her ship, tossing a rubber ball into the air, smoking, and informing me that I am well past due working on her.

 

It’s impossible to write like this, because I can’t sit down to one thing without having to yell “SHUT UP YOU BASTARDS” to several other projects. Even my Playlist Project trick isn’t working. I’m stuck just sort of writing a sentence and switching before the protests start, or panicking and going to do something else for a while.  But by god I’m going to get this Doctors! story finished whether they like it or not.  I have spent far too long on it, and once I finish it that’ll be one more thing out of the way.

 

As for the rest ... send help? I think they're taking over.

 

  

**Can I get a hell yeah for Ace?

*That would be most of my head, actually.

Comments

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

Cool! And I'm sure I can find it on Surf The Channel, and if not I have a friend who could probably hook me up. I need to watch Classic Who someday, dammit.

Justice League and Justice League Unlimited are good solid fun crack. I like the tight focus on the original seven in Justice League, but JLU picked up some fun writing because I'm convinced the writers are aware of Superdickery.com--the episode "Clash" basically uses the idea that Superman Is A Dick to get the plot moving. Other good episodes include "Injustice for All" (you get the Joker harassing Lex Luthor, joy!), "Comfort and Joy" (nothing can beat superhero Christmas episodes--this one is good just for J'onn's little speech to Mr. and Mrs. Kent, because a seven-foot tall green guy with glowing red eyes standing on a farmhouse doorstep confessing "I am a Martian" will never get old), "The Ties That Bind" (BIG BARDA!), "Epilogue" (Ace's fate and also a wrap-up for Amanda Waller, who I fangirl), and "This Little Piggy" (erm ... look, nobody believes me when I try to describe this episode. Wonder Woman turns into a pig, there's a part with Medusa telling Batman about weasels eating your fingers in Hades ["They grow back, but it gets old real quick"] a bunch of superheroes wind up wandering the streets yelling "Soo-ee!", and then it gets weird, with Batman singing the blues. Also there's Zatanna AND B'wana Beast! WATCH IT).

... Yeah. End fan rant.

[gwalla.livejournal.com]

"At least I can find out the Flash's secret identity!

...I have no idea who this is."

[padparadscha.livejournal.com]

That had me laughing.

The way they worked so hard to get the other's inflection down was pretty impressive, too. (Poor, poor Clancy Brown.)