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Aug. 31st, 2011 08:30 amI had a writing professor once tell me that sometimes characters will tell YOU what you're writing about, leading you to plot points and ideas you never thought of when you first imagined your story. I had that happen yesterday as I was working on my prompt for the ficathon. As I wrote, I knew something was wrong. Couldn't put my finger on it, but I pressed on for a while until I read it from the beginning.
It was like the version of the Doctor in my draft was wearing the wrong clothes, or just somehow not himself. I couldn't place it for the life of me until it occurred to me. It's a great story for the Doctor, but not for the 10th Doctor. It seems the 9th Doctor hijacked my brain yesterday and wants a story written about his adventures with Rose. Well, the prompt wants 10/Rose, so he's just going to have to wait, but it was so like him to just shove himself into my creative processes and settle down with a smug look on his face and say, with that lovely Northern accent, "You're writing about me. I'll just wait here until you figure it out."
So, back to the drawing board I go today. Pitfalls of a fertile, but not always well-behaved, imagination.
It was like the version of the Doctor in my draft was wearing the wrong clothes, or just somehow not himself. I couldn't place it for the life of me until it occurred to me. It's a great story for the Doctor, but not for the 10th Doctor. It seems the 9th Doctor hijacked my brain yesterday and wants a story written about his adventures with Rose. Well, the prompt wants 10/Rose, so he's just going to have to wait, but it was so like him to just shove himself into my creative processes and settle down with a smug look on his face and say, with that lovely Northern accent, "You're writing about me. I'll just wait here until you figure it out."
So, back to the drawing board I go today. Pitfalls of a fertile, but not always well-behaved, imagination.