I think I am riding out the end of my Death Note obsession. Still trying to write a fic, mostly because I feel bad for enjoying the hell out of a bunch of other people's work without actually contributing anything, and because I like the idea of essentially writing a little thesis for my pairing and why it works, in fic form.
I am just finishing re-reading James Ellroy's LA Quartet, a series that kind of changed my life when I first read them at 18, and getting even more out of them this time around. I am seriously dying for some crime fiction ideas to write about, because I feel like my ideas about the genre have solidified enough that I could do some really good work. And I'm feeling that good old Anxiety of Influence because my highest ambition as a crime writer is to do something that would make Ellroy proud. I love the way he writes about what drives acts of weakness and brutality and courage and heroism, his sense of redemption even though the world he writes about is so deeply compromised. I find myself kin of wanting to be one of his characters, even though most of them die horrible and untimely deaths.
I've also been fixating a lot on sex and mind games and sex *as* a mind game. That sort of goes back to writing Death Note slash, obvsly. Thinking about the boy who won (dammit), and the boy who lost (making things get boring, dammit), and the generally self-destructive pursuit of, ahem, balls still in play.
Also I keep looking for more Christmas chocolate that hasn't been eaten yet.
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Date: 2009-01-12 08:04 am (UTC)I am just finishing re-reading James Ellroy's LA Quartet, a series that kind of changed my life when I first read them at 18, and getting even more out of them this time around. I am seriously dying for some crime fiction ideas to write about, because I feel like my ideas about the genre have solidified enough that I could do some really good work. And I'm feeling that good old Anxiety of Influence because my highest ambition as a crime writer is to do something that would make Ellroy proud. I love the way he writes about what drives acts of weakness and brutality and courage and heroism, his sense of redemption even though the world he writes about is so deeply compromised. I find myself kin of wanting to be one of his characters, even though most of them die horrible and untimely deaths.
I've also been fixating a lot on sex and mind games and sex *as* a mind game. That sort of goes back to writing Death Note slash, obvsly. Thinking about the boy who won (dammit), and the boy who lost (making things get boring, dammit), and the generally self-destructive pursuit of, ahem, balls still in play.
Also I keep looking for more Christmas chocolate that hasn't been eaten yet.