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Aaand it’s fucked.
What is? A few things. First off, Summer kicked in over where I live and, some-bloody-how, it’s even hotter than last year’s rendition. Meaning: 1) afternoons are hell, 2) nights are the only feasible time to get anything done, 3) but I’m not getting anything done, 4) since I try to keep up on my sleep, 5) because I got a major promotion at work, 6) and hence, kind of, sort of need myself on steady feet in the morning. That’s six things already, and we’re still in the first paragraph. Wowza.
Seventhly, I think I may be slightly burned out on Parade. To make a long story slightly less long, the whole thing began as a loose opportunity for me to write from multiple characters’ perspectives, exploring their private thoughts on coexisting with humans/youkai, and a thin excuse to write a lot of porn. Somewhere along the way, though, I began to feel obliged to have at least some semblance of a plot going, and… that’s where things got a little shakey. I don’t think I’ve tackled it from the right angle, nor that I did good by giving into the call of plot in the first place. Inadvertently, I’ve turned the premise of “egg-man romps around Gensokyo, diddling youkai ladies” into more of an “egg-man tiptoes around Gensokyo, desperately trying not to diddle youkai ladies, because he has a mistaken attachment to one particular youkai lady, whom he grossly misunderstood, and also his moral compass is something out of the Discworld.” Good job, me.
Anyway, I’m not saying this is dropped or scrapped (you know I don’t really do that sort of thing), but I do need to figure out a few things in the little non-murderous free time I get. If you’ve any thoughts to offer, do go ahead. The simplest thing may nudge me in the right direction.
I’ve also been hankering something fierce after a Kutaka story. It’s ridiculous how attractive that bird is. What the hell.