Absorbed in writing my version of Beauty and the Beast, I have lots of frustration, doubt, uncertainty, questions...in short, I'm worried that others might be better equipped to write this story. Do I know the story? Do I know Thailand? Do I know how to write?
That's a quandary; I'm not sure of any of it. I'm having a little fun with it, although I found, when I went back after a break, that very little had been saved successfully. It seems I'd been writing and writing, yet it wasn't anywhere on my old computer. Had I failed to click on Save every night? I'm a lot more careful now.
But it was a lot easier to just change a few things at the beginning, and start again on the story. The people who are in on this project with me tend toward all kinds of different angles - hard-core romance, which always leads to the sex scene (same-sex, reverse harem or whatever), and to them this gives them a challenge to put an old story into a modern romance format, mixing in ancient legends from whhatever country they chose. I chose Thailand because of my desire to work in the story of Tiger Temple, a place in western Thailand with a drama associated with it. But my style is clearly different from theirs. I will even have trouble making it a romance at all, let alone a steamy modern one.
Of course Beauty and the Beast IS a romance and I will be true to that. My main character is in love with a tiger but at the same time always questioning what is real and whether magic can exist in this world. Can it? I the author am a little cynical. He's a tiger! She's not going to have sex. with him.
And can or will thhe tiger become human, if he finds love? Good question. Let me finish and I'll show you the story.
Thursday, March 6, 2025
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