I'm beginning to feel that writing angst must tap into some deep-seated primal urge.

Today's been productive, but not in quite the direction I'd imagined. I've spent most of it writing, and then playing with, a very, very bleak little one-shot Weiss Kreuz fic which I have provisionally entitled 'A step forward into night'. I have no idea where this one came from or why the hell I wrote it, given that I have quite enough bleak in 'Seuche' to keep me going all night, but this one came from nowhere and refused to give me any peace until I'd got it down onto paper. It didn't even take me that long, all things considered. Started it at about midday and by early evening I'd finished it off and given it its first quick proof-read.

Now I'm kind of depressed.

'A step forward...' is a very dark story indeed, one which ends on an uncompromisingly bleak note, and I really don't know what desires writing it tapped into given that it's made me feel kind of low (and perhaps a little guilty). It's just gotta be something primal.

Believe me, this thing is much bleaker than my normal bleak. There must have been some reason behind my writing the thing, I guess. Suffice to say that once I'd finished getting 'A step forward...' down onto paper (my PC screen) I was feeling both wrung out and mildly depressed, so after that I didn't really do a lot but sit around feeling woozy, which is pretty much what I'm doing now.

I'm hoping to post 'A step forward into night' tomorrow night, once I've had a chance to sleep on it and proof the thing again in the cold light of day (i.e. tomorrow morning). So, if anyone actually does want to read this exercise in fictional torment, that's when I should be posting it.

I wanted to start on the second fic I have planned as well today, but that really didn't come off because the bleakness ate my brain. This other fic I have planned - and I am very glad I still have it to do, because with any luck it might cheer me up a bit - is basically a piece of cute shounen-ai fluff designed to give me a chance to play with a non-angsty Ken (who isn't wearing a dress), just because I really want to write for Ken when he's not in a complete state. So that I'm leaving hang until tomorrow, when I'll bash that out as well (and, with any luck, I'll get a bit more of 'Seuche' out as well). Hopefully it'll be done by the end of the night.

Well, we'll see. One thing's for sure, I am definitely in a very creative mood at the moment - even if writing this angst piece has grabbed me by the collar and shaken me into a daze. Wish me luck with the cuteness, please. I positively need to be cute tomorrow after that.