I fill this hole by cultivating mad crushes on all-but-unattainable people. (Absolutely unattainable carries no interest for me.) Then I daydream about them. It's like fic, only in your head!
1. Someday I'm going to write my smash hit self-help book entitled: Success Through Crappy Goal Setting, which is the only way I've found to ever get anything done. The philosophy being, basically, that you set yourself a goal that is so laughably do-able that you never get into that loop of "oh, shit, it's insurmountable, too much work, fuck it all, anyhow." This worked for me with the great 1000 words for a 100 days plan, but it sounds kind of like that's what you already do. So my point is, feel proud! Set crappy goals!
2. Okay, the trick with the empty hole without thrusting penises (hee hee hee!) is to just think about it when you have otherwise nothing to think about. That is, while shining your sink, you might think about how Draco never, ever once did any housework, ever and how he would have to learn, and be terrible at it. Or you can just think about Draco having sex with Neville (or whomever!) while you shine your sink. Or drive. Or walk someplace. Daydreaming, mmm. So labor-non-intensive, so I'm certainly a fan.
1) I want to read that book! And I can already feel my fingers itching to sign away my money for it. I am a sucker for self-help books although I hardly ever buy them (being too guilt-ridden) and when I do, I am always appalled at their badness, after the first flurry of excitement. Also, my mind is still puzzling over the 1000 words for 100 days (or was it the other way round?) and how many words that is per day. Clearly, your wise Nsync adage 'But can he do math?' applieth not to me. But then the authoresses always have that privilege over the slashees.
2) Oh, I do this! I think endlessly about Draco! Not Neville, I admit, but Draco and Dudley. And sometimes Harry. Endlessly. While shining sink, driving car, lying in bed, stacking dishwasher. Unless I'm thinking about Orlando and Karl dressed as bedouins and riding a camel tandem-fashion and swordfighting and betraying each other and rape and violence and all the women saving the desert citadel. I just don't write any of this down. Nor am I reading what anyone else has written down. It's not quite fandom (though it is) and it's not quite fanfic, more fanfan (fannish fantasising).
okay, it's very late and I doubt you care about this at this point, but, right: It was 1000 words, every day, for 100 days.
Although I let myself take time off for good behavior - for instance, if I'd written 1500 words the day before, I only had to write 500 words that day.
It takes about an hour, give or take, to bang out 1000 words. I used to do it on my work breaks, when I was working at Starbuck's.
oh, also, you have to give yourself permission for the 1000 words to kind of suck. I find revising something to be much easier once I've got the thing on paper, more or less, so I tend to go for quantity, not quality, in the initial swoop.
Oh! And here I was thinking that it was 1000 words in 100 days which is, what, 10 words a day? You misled me!!! 1000 words per day is in no way a "crap" goal!!
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Date: 2005-02-02 10:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-02 02:27 pm (UTC)It is fic, only in your head: true. But note well, it is MARY SUE FIC!!! Blatantly so.
Shock. Horror. Chelmsford.
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Date: 2005-02-03 02:03 am (UTC)IS THERE?
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Date: 2005-02-03 03:13 am (UTC)Just pointing it out.
*looks innocent and somewhat sheepish, given extensive anti-anti-MarySue rants in t'past*
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Date: 2005-02-02 10:41 am (UTC)2. Okay, the trick with the empty hole without thrusting penises (hee hee hee!) is to just think about it when you have otherwise nothing to think about. That is, while shining your sink, you might think about how Draco never, ever once did any housework, ever and how he would have to learn, and be terrible at it. Or you can just think about Draco having sex with Neville (or whomever!) while you shine your sink. Or drive. Or walk someplace. Daydreaming, mmm. So labor-non-intensive, so I'm certainly a fan.
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Date: 2005-02-02 02:36 pm (UTC)2) Oh, I do this! I think endlessly about Draco! Not Neville, I admit, but Draco and Dudley. And sometimes Harry. Endlessly. While shining sink, driving car, lying in bed, stacking dishwasher. Unless I'm thinking about Orlando and Karl dressed as bedouins and riding a camel tandem-fashion and swordfighting and betraying each other and rape and violence and all the women saving the desert citadel. I just don't write any of this down. Nor am I reading what anyone else has written down. It's not quite fandom (though it is) and it's not quite fanfic, more fanfan (fannish fantasising).
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Date: 2005-02-18 07:39 am (UTC)Although I let myself take time off for good behavior - for instance, if I'd written 1500 words the day before, I only had to write 500 words that day.
It takes about an hour, give or take, to bang out 1000 words. I used to do it on my work breaks, when I was working at Starbuck's.
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Date: 2005-02-18 07:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-21 03:15 pm (UTC)