We're on day 11 and I'm a little over 30% done. So basically, I've managed to just make my 1667 words a day on average. The story is going well, two chapters in and the characters are pretty much chugging along well.

But a thought occurred to me. What am I supposed to do with this when I'm done? I'd love to post it, but I need to find a site for original fiction. Yes, it could fall into the category of fanfiction since I'm taking my locations and concepts directly out of the Call of Cthulhu roll playing game. But the last time I posted an original fanfiction ... well, let's just say that it didn't seem to fit on fanfiction.net.

So I'm wondering, are there any good sites where I can post my original fiction? I'd be tempted to put it up here, but I don't know what the etiquette is on posting vast multi-chapter pieces to DeviantArt.

So any thoughts would be appreciated. I can't stand the idea of spending this long working on something just to have it never read.

I came onto the site today and I was struck by the question of "What makes art art and pornography pornography?"

I know that some members here have had their fan art pulled because it was deemed to be pornography. And maybe it was. Actually, I'm pretty sure it was. Now I'm not going to pass judgement one way or another on that. After all rules be rules, and if I don't like it I can take my ball and go home.

I always felt this way. That is, up until tonight. Tonight I came onto DeviantArt, and there on the front page were a picture of a woman fingering her labia. Now, I'm by no means a prude, but how is a picture of two well endowed robots sucking each other off porn and a photograph of a woman masturbating art?

So, for curiosity's sake I decided to go into the "Artistic Nude" section of the site and I really have to say, the vast majority of the photographs are not only not artistic, they're pretty much suitable for Playboy and Hustler magazines.

I have to admit it, I don't get it. Where's the line. Why is it okay to show a black and white photo of a woman sucking off a man, and two women making out, but not okay to have a line drawing of two robots who may or may not have human genetalia?

Colour me confused.

Well, it's done. The Devil You Know is finally up and posted and done. It took almost two years to write and edit this monstrosity, but it's out, and I'm quite pleased with it.

And now that it's done I can start to plot my next fic. Now I can finally get back to Life After Death. I'll be plotting that fic out on my new NewNovelist software and hopefully I'll be able to get it all written out it a reasonable amount of time. Like not two years.

We'll see.


Oh, and here's the link to the fic: [link] on fanfiction.net




I should write more, but right now my mind is total mush.

I'm feeling unaccountably depressed and I don't know why. Well that's not exactly true. I know why I'm depressed (it's genetics and lack of sunlight), but I don't know what set me off this time. But one thing's for sure, I'm depressed. I mean, crying for no reason depressed ...

I came close to deleting all of my writing today because it's all drivel and crap ... I know that's not true, but I can't help it ...

And I know this sounds like a desperate call for adulations, but it's not. Because I know my work is okay (not stellar by any means, but okay), but at times like these it doesn't matter what people say. I know what that little voice is telling me ...

I suppose it doesn't help any that I put my heart and soul into a piece that I know no one will read because "all OCs are crappy self-inserts and Mary-Sues" ...




I think that when Valentine's Day is well and gone and over I'll feel better. This holiday never does anything to improve my mood. Not when I'm not allowed to voice my feelings for fear of alienating people

It's December 1st and I failed to cross the finish line. I did get a bit over 40K, but that's not the 50K I needed to finish NaNoWriMo. This year was just too busy. Of course it didn't help any that I didn't have a plot or an outline, or anything. And some writer's block and a bout of depression didn't help any. ... It's really damned hard to write when the little voices in the back of your mind are constantly informing you that you suck as a writer and there's no point continuing.

In the meantime I still can't really write anything. I'm trying to do something decent with the characters from the NaNo novel but there's not much going on there, and my TF Fics really aren't flowing any. It's to the point that I can't even edit my entry from last year. I'm hoping that I can get some kind of inspiration this month, or maybe in the new year.