fading right

Pouring its light into ashes.

I'm as surprised as anybody that the soundtrack for the latest story turns out to be the Grateful Dead live. My usual music is described by Mr Pedia as "untouched by human hands", and extended jazz-influenced jams are most definitely hand-crafted musical experiences. Wonders never cease.

Back to stuff you might care about slightly: I'm experimenting with id-cracky smut sans four-letter words. Definitely erotic when it wants to be, but fandom's favorite word for the male anatomy will not be making an appearance. Not that I object to the words, just that they don't really fit the tone of the rest of it. It's a thing. I'm trying it.

Tomorrow I'll need to switch modes to my genfic_minis story, for which I have an idea.

Random: Probably not-worksafe, in a blobby way, 1st century BC Roman coins.
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...fandom's favorite word for the male anatomy will not be making an appearance. Not that I object to the words, just that they don't really fit the tone of the rest of it. It's a thing. I'm trying it.

Having written erotica in multiple fandoms and with multiple tones, I hear ya. When I write in 'The Remains of the Day' universe, for example, four-letter words really wouldn't do much to recapture the tentative, conservative, repressed nineteen-thirties vibe.

I found it quite interesting, as I wrote more and more fandoms and hence more and more 'flavours' (and now Cordelia is saying 'hello salty goodness' in my head and SHE NEEDS TO STOP because that's not what I'm talking about) to monitor the changes in vocabulary. It wasn't limited to the anatomical references, you see.

But in all flavours (SHUDDUP CORDY) I have never ever written a piece of erotic fiction when I did not struggle for synonyms for 'moan', 'stroke' and 'thrust'.

Edited at 2010-03-20 04:31 am (UTC)
The language must fit the piece. Tone. The narrative voice, whatever that might be, which hovers somewhere between the viewpoint character and the author. I always say that each story establishes its rules in the very first page, maybe even the first paragraph. This is the kind of story it is, the opening says, and this is how it will be told. Trust me, and let me take you on a ride.

To shift metaphors: Writing is ungodly hard work. So many balls to keep in the air at once, and some of them aren't nice soft juggling balls but are instead flaming torches and broken bottles!