{"sf1_id":2174229,"sf2_id":"zeR3l6Mm","title":"God of Marriage Saga: Chapter 4","author":"KimonoBoxFox","words":391,"posted_at":"2024-09-02T20:36:02.000Z","tags":["Fanfiction","Final Fantasy","Insanity","Overwatch","Writing Process","imagination"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2174229-god-of-marriage-saga-chapter-4","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/zeR3l6Mm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/48/ee/48eedda1-26ef-4017-838c-260f29e7255e","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"_Imagination is the grounds where marriages of ideas are possible. All kinds of great, wonderful, and terrible things, can occur within..._\n\n_Wait. **Within?** _\n\nI was thinking of imagination as a 'place', and not a process. Because... it was clearly there, right? A plane or something I could see into, with possibilities like Aerith slugging me senseless with some kind of nondescript keyboard that kept morphing like it was temporally unstable or some--\n\nTracer: \"That'll be because it is, love!\"\n\n... right.\u0026nbsp; I just had to take my muse's word for it. All six hyena-spotted feet of her word. Ayayai...\n\nThe issue was that, I think... my filter had broken. Not from Tracer's exposed hyena-tits, mind you, though, that was a start. The part of me that instinctively hid these things from the world, could simply... no longer do such a thing. It just, had simply been enough. Simply. I'd hid, too long, not to let someone see the thought processes in typed format. Simple.\n\n**What part about any of this was SIMPLE?!**\n\nAs I kept trying to convince myself of the ease of the work... it just sort of happened. Like a cat walking on a keyboard.\n\nNo, the quality... declined there... I'm almost positive of it.\n\n...it seemed like, if I could keep myself positive, maybe the quality of my writing would increase.\n\n_Focus, blockhead. Imagination... what is it?!_\n\n... things were going on together... combinations of wordplays and situational jokes... familiar faces... old ideas. Myths. Conventions. Stories... organisms? Visual data... no, shut up, I'm not a computer, damnit!\n\nIt was all getting to be a bit much. I could see the narrative structure breaking down, as I tried too hard to understand the shape of my own mind, and... whatever lay beyond it, that was giving me... **_Imagination_**.\n\nAerith kept fighting with me over the impulse to type: \"You're struggling with the keyboard in your own head!\"\n\nAnd that was when the voice of doom tried to commit this all to insanity. The self-deprecatory. The self-destroyer.\n\nIt was then, that I realized... even the most aspiring writing projects, by the most confident of writers, need breaks.\n\n**And like fuck was I the most confident or aspiring.**\n\n**But maybe if I push... just beyond that limit...**\n\nI went and grabbed myself a soda. This was going to be awhile.","series":{"name":"The God of Marriage Saga","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2174219-god-of-marriage-saga-chapter-3.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2174236-god-of-marriage-saga-intermission-1-platforms.json"}}