Writer's Block

deep breath, pray it has passed...
I just started another sequel to My Father's Secretary. The secretary's daughter comes for a visit. Inevitably, it will turn out that she was conceived during that magic summer 25 years ago, making her the NN's daughter as well.. so this will be the incest chapter, if I ever finish it.
 
deep breath, pray it has passed...
I just started another sequel to My Father's Secretary. The secretary's daughter comes for a visit. Inevitably, it will turn out that she was conceived during that magic summer 25 years ago, making her the NN's daughter as well.. so this will be the incest chapter, if I ever finish it.
so far so good.
 
Write something not specifically sex-based? Try your hand at sci-fi or fantasy, go as weird and wild as you want, and see whether any sex scenes unfold naturally. If they don't, it doesn't really matter much in SF&F.
This is actually great advice, imo. I'm kind of stuck too with similar problems as @sirhugs. I'm a daily walker, generally twice a day with my old Newfoundland, and find that without trying I get many alternatives for stories that are stuck in process.
 
Despite the black cloud, I still seem to be able to accumulate more words for the third chapter of the secretary story. A few of them might even be good. Who knows? Clearly not me.
What I do know for sure is that unlike usually, the act of writing is not providing hand or footholds to climb out of the pit. The top just seems further and further away.
Two and a half hours until I see my therapist. At least she will take on some of the burden of my struggles. Or pretend to- but if its pretending, she's very good at it.
 
So woke up with two potential story ideas, and a minor epiphany:

I dont write literature, and never will. I write sex fantasies that sometimes have a little heart and humanity to them.

So I should just let myself do that and not worry about tropes or cliches or realism or originality.
 
So woke up with two potential story ideas, and a minor epiphany:

I dont write literature, and never will. I write sex fantasies that sometimes have a little heart and humanity to them.

So I should just let myself do that and not worry about tropes or cliches or realism or originality.
tropes, ok, but please try to avoid the cliches...
 
another day before the dawn. Hoping that once I finish my daily dip into the internet I still have enough words left in my brain that fit the story in progress, or to keep sketching out the potential next work, or both.
When I went to bed last night, I did not see what words came next. I see where I have to go, but not how to get there.
 
So woke up with two potential story ideas, and a minor epiphany:

I dont write literature, and never will. I write sex fantasies that sometimes have a little heart and humanity to them.

So I should just let myself do that and not worry about tropes or cliches or realism or originality.
I think understanding what you like about writing, and perhaps more importantly what you *don't* like, is a very important moment in a writer's development. Other writers might insist on plot, or character development, or meticulous research, or smooth prose, or evocative descriptions, and it can feel like peer pressure to include them.

But we all like different things about writing, and we all like different things when we read. There's no one right way to write, and beyond a certain level of competence I don't think any particular style has more merit than any other.

So just write what you want and don't let yourself be distracted by other people and what they want to focus on.
 
maybe "Return of the Writer's Block"?
I finished the secretarial sequel. Have that and one other completed story in the pipeline Do have collection of fragments about a possible shrink story.
When I looked for ideas on Story Ideasbased on my depression (The Black Cloud),I posted:
I have a shrink and a half (the talk therapy is provided by a resident, the certified specialist prescribes the drugs). So far I haven't killed myself is about the best I have to say for it. That and the resident's tits inside a tight tshirt.
Understandable, led to some suggestions. I have tried to cobble them together but still have an image, a lust, but not a plot:
As I said over on Story Ideas yesterday:
I have no plot yet beyond :he sees her tits, he touches her tits". Presumably he then mouths her nipples?
But that little action does not a story make.


Since then i finished the secretarial story, so have no other WIP. Do I work on this , even if it requires a hammer and chisel (since yesterday, I thought of adding some foot play, and of course she might want some titfucking, but can't picture anything further, maybe because I'm never actually fantasized about sex with her beyond playing with her tits) or do I set it aside and wait for my muse to return...
 
It is possible that after the orgy in the stepdaughter story, I am just running out of sex positions that feel novel to me. Not having sex in real life extenuates the risk of falling back on old favourites.
(is "extenuates the word I'm looking for? Depression has also hit my word finding skills)
 
A synonym for extenuate is mitigate. So I think maybe the word you're looking for is exacerbate?
possibly I put exacerbate in first, but it didn't look right. (almost wrote "write" instead of "right" just there)
 
possibly I put exacerbate in first, but it didn't look right. (almost wrote "write" instead of "right" just there)
I like to go looking up words when I'm unsure if I'm using the right one. Although, sounds like you might have a couple wires crossed. Take care of yourself.
 
The muse was forgiving this morning. Started the shrink story over with a fresh beginning, had some momentum. Hopefully won't lose it while working today. Muse willing.
the writer's block seems blown out for now, but looking into a huge chasm for the next visit from my muse.
I'd look for a bridge across the chasm, but fear that there might be trolls underneath if I try to cross a bridge.
 
I once read an interesting study into the Kama Sutra. It suggested it was a joke. At the time writing was so intensive and in high regards that a line of joke was a poor use of the skill. A book would be unheard of.

The study compared the famous book of sex with another famous book of that era. The book of war. It started with the length of both books. They were eerily close in the number of pages. Both also have diagrams. The book of war has several drawings on wielding weapons. The Kaka Sutra has several drawings of sometimes nearly impossible positions. There might be a page or two difference, but they are found around the same places. Now if we look at the text...

The theory posed is probably obvious by now. Someone thought to be funny and rewrote the book of war. Replace your attacker with man, the enemy with woman, the sword and stabbing into the enemy with cock and pussy. Some creative writing later and we have ourselves a bestseller that is still talked about centuries later. It would be the reason some of those positions do not make sense, as war can would badly to sex.

I should've done more than leaf through the study, which itself might have been a hoax or just funny business. However, we might be able to do something with it.

Write a real, non-sexual scene. War, a waterpark, a night out drinking. It doesn't matter. We transform it into sex later. You have the interactions. A toast and a boast, or the big splash at the end of the slide. It is varied and full of twists and turns. Just like (the lead up to) sex.

If I think about that slide I already have the story. A young man finally manning up to go up that super high slide, overcoming irrational fears like falling off the stairs or not daring to go when on top, climbing down in shame. Not this time. He climbs that stair with fear broiling underneath his skin, but he stays afloat on his confidence. It is exhilarating as if he can fly. After the climb he looks down the twists and turns of the slide. Fear is in his throat, yet he seats himself in the water. As he lets go everything happens naturally. The twists and turns, the high speed and then slowing down. Eventually he shoots out the end, making a big splash. He's nearly instantly ready for the next one.

That is the adventure of a young man finally going for the most pretty woman he's ever seen.

Now let's just hope my fantasy stays clean... Nope. I already see the line of people waiting at the stairs, or the few people that purposefully got themselves stuck halfway down the slide for whatever reason and you inevitably barrel into.
 
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the writer's block seems blown out for now, but looking into a huge chasm for the next visit from my muse.
I'd look for a bridge across the chasm, but fear that there might be trolls underneath if I try to cross a bridge.
You could write a story about those trolls.
 
so tell me about troll sex
Troll on troll sex, or troll on human sex? Also, what kind of troll? There are so many different sorts, including one I think from Iceland, not sure, that essentially looks like a really freaking big and buff elf. And some of them can shape-shift. Like the troll from the story about a trolls daughter, although some versions call her an ogres daughter. But anyways, he used his daughter's incredible beauty to lure men from all stripes of life in to devour. And while the hero of the story was trying to get this incredibly well educated, but rather loyal and naive girl out, her dad kept shape shifting into different things to try and kill him without his daughter realizing. There are also trolls that turn to stone when sun light hits them, I think those are from Greenland, again not sure. And there are itty bitty trolls, ugly trolls, cute trolls. Name a descriptor and I'm sure there's a troll somewhere that fits it.
 
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