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friday.
Completely crashed.
I've had a busy and in most ways amazing day, slept in, showered, was a human being. Then, I went downtown and ordered a new book (Colette, 'Claudine at School') and walked to the café where I was meeting my long-time friend (we've known each other since we were babies, pretty much) who was in Aarhus on another visit and wanted to meet up. I was there was early, but drank tea and wrote notes for my new project idea while I waited for her. C. is always such a joy to talk to, very understanding, empathetic and sensible. We had some deep, existential talks today and then, I walked her back to the train station where she was bound for a train back to Funen. I heard myself promise to come visit her in Nyborg where she lives with her boyfriend and was completely astounded to realize that 1) I actually wanted to brave the trip back and forth and 2) I feel like I might actually have the energy to try.
Getting home by bus was a drag, but I managed. We've made dinner, K. and I and I still feel fine, no actual depressive crash yet. I'm getting the feel, I'm sitting this one out and it's such a great feeling, omg. I'm dead-tired, sure, which is probably to be expected, but I have the energy still to write this right now and I want to work more on my new idea.
Maybe too tired, but the desire is there and usually I'm just so wiped from these things that desire isn't even a thing. It's a nice change.
Yesterday, a story idea hit me just out of the blue. It was steampunk which is the fantastical genre that I am most often inspired by, if I have to write fantasy at all. Imagine a Belle Époque-era France-inspired country, called Cefran in this case, where perfection and performance are the two main indications of success and worth in people. So, at school your grades define you. At work, your results and income define you. Does this sound a little too much like reality? Well, that's the point. This story is to expose how wrong this culture and societal expectation is. My MC and narrator will be a mouthpiece for the philosophy, 'through hardships to the stars', headmistress Ecrira LaDal, but will get proven wrong and put in her place by the other MC, Mirie, a student at her school. Basically, the whole story is going to be a war between school leadership and the girls attending who try to rebel against the rigid belief system in place there.
I think it could be pretty cool. There will probably be some femslash under/overtones and a twisted love story arc that's some kind of spin on enemies to lovers
Most importantly, though, I think I will try to write this one in Danish, see if I can make that work. I just need to get off the result-focused platforms like AO3's kudos system or even the comment count here on DW. Write 100% for myself for once.
Maybe it's what I need to get started with some words again. I've been pretty quiet, creatively, since finishing the Omina-fic. I miss it. I miss writing on something cohesive.
This project is different enough from my usual style that maybe I can actually stick to it.
Pray for me.
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