Today I wrote a scene that made me feel ill. It's kind of funny that this scene disturbed me so much, as I've read much worse with very little impact. I think it's because it's the first dark thing I've actually written (going that crucial step beyond simply imagining something dark), and as I was writing it, some sadistic part of me was unleashed and whispered how I could make it so much worse.
(I actually couldn't write it worse than it is. My stomach lurched everytime I considered typing it out.)
AAfterwards, feeling nauseous and in need of some serious comfort, I realized I can't eat any nice chocolate to calm my frayed nerves. I'm still allergic to caffeine, dammit.
Good thing is, I've written that scene and don't have any reason whatsoever to write anything that dark ever again. Yay!
(I actually couldn't write it worse than it is. My stomach lurched everytime I considered typing it out.)
AAfterwards, feeling nauseous and in need of some serious comfort, I realized I can't eat any nice chocolate to calm my frayed nerves. I'm still allergic to caffeine, dammit.
Good thing is, I've written that scene and don't have any reason whatsoever to write anything that dark ever again. Yay!
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Date: 2006-06-25 08:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-25 06:07 pm (UTC)But not too long. :-)