Deadsy - [Cruella]--- So, Gibson was talking about his Influences, the other day, on his blog, and how, if you can Name your influences, as a writer, then you don't digest fast enough. If you take the works in, and move on, then you can write fully, and make sure that the thing you put out, is majority you. He didn't say that, but you get the idea. Your influences are the things that hang in the back of your mind, melded with the other parts of your psyche, and by the time you're Writing Your Own Things Well, you've probably gotten over the awe, and the Wanting to Be Like whichever author. Because, if not, then it's going to seem forced, and you're not going to be satisfied. All rules Mutate, for Fan Fiction.
I'm always amazed at my writer friends, and i really wonder at how they do it as well as they do. They don't write Like anyone but themselves. (Deadsy - [Seagulls (The Macroprosopus)]). They have their own s[l]ick, catching, visceral styles, and any homage is made, not in the Style, but in the scenery. I wonder, to make sure that i can follow their examples. That i write like Me, above all others. It's difficult to know, but i Do know that every time i've consciously Tried to write like someone else, i get stuck, somewhere around the second paragraph. And the thing, whatever it may be, dies a slow, tortured death, there on the page.
Sometimes, there is a point you're trying to make, by writing like another, in which case, i've noticed that the Muses tend to grant their permission, if they deem it worthy. Neil Gaiman's story, in Smoke And Mirrors, for example... (Deadsy - [Le Cirque En Rose (Obsolescence)]). But i don't know... I'm babbling on, again,.. None of the things i say, here, are set in stone, and no, they may not apply to you, but i'm presenting the things as i've seen them, and as i've experienced them, which is all i can do, for now, Damnit. I'm working on presenting them as others see them, but i'm afraid. I'm afraid i won't get it right, and i won't be able to show the beauty in the things they Are. There.
Are you happy? Fallible.
Deadsy - [Tom Sawyer]--- Moving on, from that slippery slope, things are rather peachy. Excepting that I haven't written a story, or on a story, in months.... Not true. A month. Still feels wrong. But there is also nothing there to move upon.. I'm preoccupied, and it's taking all of my creative talents to address my own situations, and you know what? I'm done.
Party tonight, back tomorrow.
Later.
I'm always amazed at my writer friends, and i really wonder at how they do it as well as they do. They don't write Like anyone but themselves. (Deadsy - [Seagulls (The Macroprosopus)]). They have their own s[l]ick, catching, visceral styles, and any homage is made, not in the Style, but in the scenery. I wonder, to make sure that i can follow their examples. That i write like Me, above all others. It's difficult to know, but i Do know that every time i've consciously Tried to write like someone else, i get stuck, somewhere around the second paragraph. And the thing, whatever it may be, dies a slow, tortured death, there on the page.
Sometimes, there is a point you're trying to make, by writing like another, in which case, i've noticed that the Muses tend to grant their permission, if they deem it worthy. Neil Gaiman's story, in Smoke And Mirrors, for example... (Deadsy - [Le Cirque En Rose (Obsolescence)]). But i don't know... I'm babbling on, again,.. None of the things i say, here, are set in stone, and no, they may not apply to you, but i'm presenting the things as i've seen them, and as i've experienced them, which is all i can do, for now, Damnit. I'm working on presenting them as others see them, but i'm afraid. I'm afraid i won't get it right, and i won't be able to show the beauty in the things they Are. There.
Are you happy? Fallible.
Deadsy - [Tom Sawyer]--- Moving on, from that slippery slope, things are rather peachy. Excepting that I haven't written a story, or on a story, in months.... Not true. A month. Still feels wrong. But there is also nothing there to move upon.. I'm preoccupied, and it's taking all of my creative talents to address my own situations, and you know what? I'm done.
Party tonight, back tomorrow.
Later.
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