the writing process...specifically, the porn writing process

I've been thinking about how I write porn. mostly cuz lately, I haven't been. able to.

sometimes, not often but sometimes, the porn comes to me like a lightning bolt hallelujah moment. lmao. these times are almost always spangel *pets them* a lot of times, it's a dream. should I be disturbed that I have distinctly fannish dreams sometimes? the other night I dreamed an entire spangel one-shot, start to finish. woke up and started writing it. didn't finish, because I have a problem lately, *cough* completing the act. my muse says it's perfectly normal, and that it happens to all writers from time to time. it's just stress and if I relax and let it come natural....

I think she's lying to protect my dignity

anyway, that is not how most of my smut comes to fruition (so to speak). it's basically a three-step process, especially for the sex in my longer fics. first I get a vague, shapeless notion of the mood of the sex scene. that's all I get, the mood. if I try to put body parts with other body parts, I am firmly rebuffed. so it kind of stews there a while. then, usually while I'm driving or something random like that, I started blocking out the porn. blocking, as in, stage blocking, for those of you with theater ties. it's literally like that. I figure out orientation of bodies and how I'm going to get them from one to another. still no naughty bits going with other naughty bits, just...I know who will be laying/kneeling/sitting and sometimes even what sex acts will be performed while they are in said positions. and again, thou shalt not write the smut yet. finally, the words start trickling in. and it's kind of like diarrhea. haha. no really. I'd better get myself to a keyboard quick. and if I can't, then it gets all stopped up until the next mad rush. eww. that was a really gross metaphor. I'm sorry.

I'm stuck at step 3, I think. I've been blocking out the porn for just about every story I'm writing, but then I get stuck there. no verbal diarrhea. it's sad. I'm all constipated :( haha, ok I really need to stop with that.

choreography and gastrointestinal problems...no wonder I can't write porn lately.

so. what's your porn writing process? do you *have* a porn writing process? do you just sit down and write it? am I odd for having a process?

*waits*

The Void, dark Angel/Xander (part 2 of 3)

Warnings: Angel/Xander is the pairing, but it’s not shippy *This is darkfic.* Non-con and mindfucking like woah. additionally, there are some aspects of this fic that I cannot warn you about, because they would spoil the effect.

Title: The Void
Author: Mel (btvslover82)
Pairing: Angel/Xander, Xander/other
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Xander’s in the wrong place at the wrong time again, poor schmuck.
Disclaimer: not mine.
Warnings listed above.

A/N: This fic takes place in a slightly AU Bs5/As2. In As2 Reprise, Darla does not show up at the Hyperion after Angel discovers the home office is on earth—Xander does. As2 proceeds a little differently in this ‘verse…everything is explained eventually. The biggest thing to realize is that Angel has been driven farther into his own personal darkness than he was in canon. He’s pretty bat-shit here.

previous parts here


( The Void, part 2 )

short funny: Are You My Mother?

I was reading sexymermaid's retelling of Bs7 First Date and this silly little bunny came to me. (as for the title, everybody remember that book? with the bird? and the dog?)

Title: Are you my mother?
Author: Mel (btvslover82)
Rating: G
Summary: fun with casting

( the First isn't so smart. )