posted by
selkie at 01:40am on 27/06/2004
I have to go open my store in four hours, guys. Why am I awake? Because. Writing. Can't help it. Can't. I've got these characters loose in London, in Society and way, way out of it... and they keep talking.
This bout of creativity brought to you by my inexplicable desire to see a piece of writing through, and by the Girl With a Pearl Earring soundtrack ... so, by extension, Alexandre Desplat... and the letter V, and the number 4.
(When I write, I write to instrumental music -- sometimes folk, if I know the words well enough that they won't distract me -- and therefore, when I look back over pieces I've done, I tend to get the aural memory of the music I listened to at that particular point. It's weird. But it works.)
And I keep having queers in my stories. What's a girl to do?
This bout of creativity brought to you by my inexplicable desire to see a piece of writing through, and by the Girl With a Pearl Earring soundtrack ... so, by extension, Alexandre Desplat... and the letter V, and the number 4.
(When I write, I write to instrumental music -- sometimes folk, if I know the words well enough that they won't distract me -- and therefore, when I look back over pieces I've done, I tend to get the aural memory of the music I listened to at that particular point. It's weird. But it works.)
And I keep having queers in my stories. What's a girl to do?
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