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Jul. 20th, 2007 04:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elsajeniBad Teenaged Novel update: Finished reading through it. A lot of it is bad, embarrassingly bad -- most of it, actually -- but I'm starting to think once again that it might kind of be salvageable. Writing it during NaNoWriMo kind of took a toll on the continuity -- for instance, there's one chapter that, in the first paragraph, takes place in March and by the end has moved to November -- but it did get it written, and I'm glad of that. Finishing the first draft (January 10, 2004) was some kind of magic.
The death scene (yes, of course there is a death scene, because I am a Serious Author ((I ARE SERIOUS AUTHOR THIS ARE SERIOUS BAD TEENAGED NOVEL))) is remarkably bad. Dialogue in later chapters indicates that the death happened very differently from what's depicted in the death scene, so apparently I realized early on how much that bit sucked but didn't feel I had time to revise it (it was NaNoWriMo, I was in a hurry). On the other hand, some of the other scenes are actually pretty good. (I think I was really at my best in the scene where the narrator, who is definitely in no way similar to me, figures out from an overheard comment that her boyfriend, who is definitely in no way similar to any boys I may have had a crush on in high school, is cheating on her with their stoner friend, who is definitely in no way similar to any stoners I may have known in high school. I know it doesn't sound like I was at my best, but trust me. It was great.)
Also, note to 16-year-old self, in case of some kind of time travel paradox in which my 16-year-old self is able to read the LiveJournal of my 21-year-old self:
That is just not how sex scenes go. Stop it. No, stop it right now. No more writing sex scenes until you've read a lot more smut, missy.
(On the whole, though, I am surprised and pleased. It is less bad than I thought.)
The death scene (yes, of course there is a death scene, because I am a Serious Author ((I ARE SERIOUS AUTHOR THIS ARE SERIOUS BAD TEENAGED NOVEL))) is remarkably bad. Dialogue in later chapters indicates that the death happened very differently from what's depicted in the death scene, so apparently I realized early on how much that bit sucked but didn't feel I had time to revise it (it was NaNoWriMo, I was in a hurry). On the other hand, some of the other scenes are actually pretty good. (I think I was really at my best in the scene where the narrator, who is definitely in no way similar to me, figures out from an overheard comment that her boyfriend, who is definitely in no way similar to any boys I may have had a crush on in high school, is cheating on her with their stoner friend, who is definitely in no way similar to any stoners I may have known in high school. I know it doesn't sound like I was at my best, but trust me. It was great.)
Also, note to 16-year-old self, in case of some kind of time travel paradox in which my 16-year-old self is able to read the LiveJournal of my 21-year-old self:
That is just not how sex scenes go. Stop it. No, stop it right now. No more writing sex scenes until you've read a lot more smut, missy.
(On the whole, though, I am surprised and pleased. It is less bad than I thought.)
