Regarding Wistfull

[bloodsong1]

As I said before, this is now a Thing. A Thing that is demanding equal time and energy as Urban Fantasy and, frankly, winning. SLB finds it hard to believe that I'm investing so much time and energy into Wistfull when said time and energy would be better spent finishing Urban Fantasy.

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SLB is NOT a creative spirit. He has no idea what it's like to have a plot bunny chewing on your synapses. He has never suffered Writer's Block. As such, I came to the rather painful realization today that talking to him about this is like talking to a nosy relative. There will be lots of advice and most of it useless if not downright patronizing or worse, insulting. I challenged him to NOT use his 28 years of living experience and try to put himself into someone else's shoes. He called that "unfair" because his living experience is all he has and to take that away is to put him at a disadvantage, especially since he loves giving advice and HATES taking it.

So.

I will soldier on, working on each as the Muse comes and goes, as it is with a lot of artistic types or so it seems, and work on accepting the fact that I am dating a man who's only creativity is making D&D characters that keep DYING.

So much to grok.

Also, thanks to everyone who's chimed in on Wistfull. I will continue to post what inspired bits I get in here, but the bulk of the writing has now moved offline. I will be happy to send out sections and such to anyone who's interested in giving me honest, fair critiques. The same applies to Urban Fantasy.

Comments

[chezelliott.livejournal.com]

One of the things I've learned from riding herd at Barb's is that you need to assign SPECIFICS to people. Barb has a tendency to wring her hands, bemoaning how much stuff needs to be done, which doesn't accomplish anything. I've learned that stepping in and saying "You - go scrub the hot tub. You - take the trash out. You - sweep the floor" is much more effective than anything else.
Mowgli managed to make her hubbie become a chef by starting him out as a sous chef. He had no interest in helping cook dinner at all, and she eventually talked him into helping by focusing on his OCD - if she needed vegetables diced to a quarter-inch, she'd leave it to him and the veggies would be perfect. Now, he's actually cooking dinner and liking it.

[bloodsong1.livejournal.com]

Yes, specifics work very well with my guys and I use them. When I'm at Barb's it's "Give me one job." and that focuses her. I also tend to chase her out of the house when necessary.

SLB is a cook by profession. He works at Subway now, but he has worked at Cracker Barrel and a few other restaurants around town. He & IDK made cookies again tonight. They seem to have been a success.