Me Looking at Me Looking at Me

Writing about writing feels a lot like composing lyrics for a song about what it's like to sing. The challenge would be to NOT hum along.

Rather than talk about talking about talking about it, I'll just do it. Oh, wait - ha, I already am. Look at me looking at me doing it. Okay, time to stop before I get dizzy.

I am mentally working on a story for http://www.fantasy-writers.org/ monthly challenge, to write about a character with two faces. This one is probably going to trend dark, fantasy-horror, Jekyll & Hyde with a twist, inasmuch as the 'evil' side is the character's true nature and she is really trying to be good, which is why as we meet her, she is honestly disassociated from a murder she has just committed.

And of course the story is about the supernatural MC realizing (or maybe refusing to realize - I'm not sure about that part yet) she actually did those things and integrating them into his total personality. That's all I got so far. I don't want to fall into a trope like the evil vampire turned good motif. But gravity seems to be pulling that way.

The challenges and fun of being a writer.

Like my MC, I do not have homicidal tendencies, that I know of. But I am trying to get into the mind of a supernatural killer not only able to do things like that, but to keep that part of it from herself, as if she were in fact two different people.

I do know what it's like to disassociate myself from something I'm thinking about doing - but would never actually do. I mean, I'm a good girl and good girls don't murder people right? We just think about it, for intellectual purposes.

Maybe I should go for a neat, fuzzy story about bunnies.

Then again, I've seen Monty Python.