P/C: our thread is eternal

[SiorX]

Oh no, the Shakespeare is entirely legitimate. (Except for those men who recite John Donne. They're the ones mothers warn about.)

What I want to know is how come I've never fallen into an accidental kiss that's seared my very soul, and left me trembling with a sense of desire and, like, oneness with the universe and, y'know, unable to do anything but melt against him, as he whispers my name like a prayer? Tch.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

SiorX said:
What I want to know is how come I've never fallen into an accidental kiss that's seared my very soul, and left me trembling with a sense of desire and, like, oneness with the universe and, y'know, unable to do anything but melt against him, as he whispers my name like a prayer? Tch.

You don't have a really good writer doing the story of your life, is what I'm thinking.

What gets me is when the person I want doesn't get down on one knee and, in a voice trembling with barely restrained passion, looks up at me and professes their emotions for the cosmos to hear, and how they've been a fool to have waited so long and suffer in a horrible, silence, wanting me from afar, yet never touching or speaking. And then they don't rise up and their gentle touch on my arm causes the ground to spin as I swoon, the fires building in our loins as our lips meet in a kiss teeming with passion, desire, and hope.

I blame it on the Writer's Strike.

 

[SiorX]

I downloaded the cheat-sheet for that one time.

I think before that happens, first you have to martyr yourself to the cause. Explain how you're to blame for the fact that you've both denied yourselves true bliss for so long. Castigate yourself for your blindness and your fear. If there are any unsolved murders lying around, maybe take responsibility for them too, just to be thorough.

Then see if you can get your sapphire/emerald/onyx orbs to glisten with unshed tears, that'll help too. Now gaze at your loved one, unable to speak the words you both desperately want to say but have denied yourselves for too long. Reach out a longing arm, and brush your finger tips against their skin which, if you're doing it right, should burn to the touch and send a frisson of electricity down your arm. (Don't worry if "frisson" isn't spelled right, that happens to everyone.)

If you can get your writer (as you say, might need to be a scab at the moment with the strike) to throw in a couple of choruses about how you don't deserve their patience and love, but are going to accept it anyway as a means to much thrusting of euphemistic bodyparts, all the better.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

^Do you have to throw in something along the lines of "I was afraid of what would happen to us considering I sent your husband/lover/whatever on the mission/vacation/excursion during which he died/was hurt badly and changed forever/ran away"?

And how long should the thrusting of euphemistic body parts last? I've seen it go by very quickly, as well as tremendously slow.

And a cheat sheet?! Do tell.

 

[SiorX]

Oh, cheat sheets are absolutely necessary for god moding your way through a sexual encounter with those occasional despicable people who don't automatically and instinctively know exactly the way you like to be touched.

That's a good line that one, definitely. I can see you're very experienced at this. (No doubt you're also familiar with the technique of approaching any potential tryst with the anxiety of a giddy schoolchild on their first date.)

My personal opinion is that the euphemistic body part thrusting should go on until you've used up all but the most outlandish of synonyms for 'penis' in your thesaurus. Your mileage may vary, of course. One will always get the extremists who won't even blink at roping in rods/swords/truncheons/baguettes to prolongue their litany. (If you intend to go down that road, I've always thought it prudent advice to drink lots of liquids beforehand.)

 

[rosyrock]

Malleus said:
On the other hand, this "erotica" is surprisingly good:

http://www.alotofthingscanhappen.com/index.php?page=and-she-closed-her-eyes

["Good" in that the sex is reserved for the end (R-rated), and not spread throughout the story like in most "smut" lits (NC-17) ]

Thanks! When I wrote most of my stories I tried to change things just enough that you could, as the reader, see the missed opportunities in the plots of the existing stories in the series. I've been watching TNG since it originally aired way back in the 80's and I used to sit and shake my head wondering how it could have been... So many years later when my kids were older I tried to right the wrongs of the P/C world (as I saw it). I haven't written anything in a while because life has reared its ugly head again.. but I would so love to finish off the MU story I co-wrote with Mackillian.

I don't like to criticize other people's stuff.. I have always been of the opinion that some people are more talented than others at writing, but I will defend anyone's right to express themselves to the end. As for Shakespeare while making love? I can only defer to the wise words of a certain Phoebe Figalilly "Some things are improbable, but nothing is impossible."

 

[Malleus]

^^^ I don't get the conversation between those two regarding Shakespeare above.

Anyhow, I propose a challenge for anybody who feels he (for the sake of grammatical correctness, although most likely "she" is more appropriate, given the BONCer demographics) is up to the task: a fan fiction story set after Death In Winter.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

SiorX said:
Oh, cheat sheets are absolutely necessary for god moding your way through a sexual encounter with those occasional despicable people who don't automatically and instinctively know exactly the way you like to be touched.

Shocking, really, how they aren't omnipotent.

That's a good line that one, definitely. I can see you're very experienced at this. (No doubt you're also familiar with the technique of approaching any potential tryst with the anxiety of a giddy schoolchild on their first date.)

Of course. :thumbsup: Don't forget that the setting is lit by the glow of candles, with the heady smell of flowers caressing the nostrils of the couple, as the moon shines down, holding them in her tender yet fragile grasp, painting the world with silver.

My personal opinion is that the euphemistic body part thrusting should go on until you've used up all but the most outlandish of synonyms for 'penis' in your thesaurus. Your mileage may vary, of course. One will always get the extremists who won't even blink at roping in rods/swords/truncheons/baguettes to prolongue their litany. (If you intend to go down that road, I've always thought it prudent advice to drink lots of liquids beforehand.)

Very wise words. Of course, it doesn't matter how long it goes, since the two involved in the meeting of sexual organs have the stamina of young draft horses, or some such colorful description. And then there's the requisite relaxed spooning afterwards, where their bodies cool and they profess their love once more, invoking poets and other intelligentsia and lofty notions of romance.

However, the two of them, depending on when this encounter occurs, may still be wary of being open in front of the crew, and will therefore keep it a secret.

 

[rosyrock]

You've summed it up! Now to put your money where you mouth is *no pun intended* and write the perfect piece of smut.

I really can't get into critiquing other writer's efforts. To me it always sounds like you are in some way infinitly superior to them and just a bit mean. I go by the old maxim "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

Maybe it's because as I writer I have no real 'training' or skills at all. I never do an outline, in fact I mostly wing it and leave my outlines to someone who knows how to put my IM ramblings about the gist of a plot into a word document and then send it to me...(thank you mackillian)
As I said before. It is NOT easy to write a sex scene. Be it bad or be it brilliant, it takes guts to publish it and then brave the snickers and the critics.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

^I think I'll write a P/C fanfic set after Death in Winter-with smut.

Or try, at least.

 

[rosyrock]

woo hoo! Go for it!

 

[Dancing Doctor]

Oooh...

I'm just wondering how to set it up.

 

[Malleus]

^^^ Perhaps have a flashback from "Attached," since for some reason DIW's author ignored that ep.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

^MJF didn't ignore it so much as barely mentioned it.

 

[Scatta]

[returns to the board after a few weeks]

SiorX I think you hit the nail on the head. It is Beverly who says "no," but because she doesn't believe Jean-Luc would invest in the relationship. She doesn't want to go to bed with him and wake up with Captain Picard.

SiorX/Vixen Well, you could always write those moments yourselves, but then again, who would be thinking about how to put it into words at a time like that? In the real world, I'm sure those poetic lovers would be having trouble forming complete sentences.

 

[SiorX]

Scatta said:
[returns to the board after a few weeks]

SiorX I think you hit the nail on the head. It is Beverly who says "no," but because she doesn't believe Jean-Luc would invest in the relationship. She doesn't want to go to bed with him and wake up with Captain Picard.

That's always been my feeling. (Course, you manage to say it in way fewer words ) Personally, I always pinpoint her decision that there's too great a risk in Attached to the bit where he uses the word "explore" with regard to their feelings. Just my personal take on it, ymmv.

Personally, I think Vixen and I should go pro with this stuff.

We're not really making fun of anyone, just ribbing the conventions of the romance genre

I'm the first to admit that I'm in a glass house thowing stones, because I sincerely doubt I could write a convincing P/C story myself, though I'm willing to give it a go if y'all feel like searing your brains reading it any time. Lol.

 

[Dancing Doctor]

I wouldn't mind giving P/C a crack.

 

[SiorX]

Sounds like we have the makings of a fanfic challenge here.

 

[Scatta]

^Okay, so what are the specifics and the due date?

[says she who has been over months of writer's block for just over a week now and is raring to go, even if it's just to make the rest of you look good by comparison]

 

[Malleus]

^^^ Are you two or three competing, or collaborating on this?

Anyhow, since you separated Jean-Luc from Captain Picard, care to also explore the other side of the coin? Beverly slept with him at the beginning of Resistance, only to wake up and leave for engineering as Dr. Crusher.