Jan. 3rd, 2008

pensnest: bright-eyed baby me (Abundance)
Visited my Dad today. He's rather weak, having disturbed nights and digestive problems.

On the way home I pondered Stuff, as I usually do, driving back from Lincoln on my own. And I realised that the most important thing I've learned since I discovered popslash is this:

There are always more Words.

That's right. Back in the days before LJ, when I wrote for zines and subsequently for the startrek newsgroup, I used to hoard my 'clever phrases', because I knew that once I'd used them I wouldn't have anything else to say. I wrote fourteen Trek fics of some kind.

But I was wrong. Something like a hundred pop fics later, it turns out, that I don't need hoarded words, because there are always plenty more. I can be profligate, and I won't run out! I wrote two MTYG stories of respectable length, neither of which I'd had any notion of writing until I had to write them, and the words came. You could even say I wrote *five* MTYG stories this year, what with the three written for the MTYG testing, and *all* of them came fresh, I didn't use up any of my storynotions. The words come. It starts off as a struggle (I remember posting a wail of I don't wanna dismay), but they come.

There are always more words. Yay!


Admittedly, this says nothing about the *quality* of the words in question, but that's another story. Or possibly another edit. Just as I'm too lazy to write much without a deadline, I'm too lazy to do real editing work on most of my fics. Bad Pen.


Afterthought: this joyful assertion probably heralds months of writer's block!

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