Fights N Fight Scenes
One thing I’d really like to capture more in my writing is not the fighting itself but the feelings that come from the fight. For context I did Ju-Jitsu for 7 years.
There’s the feeling before the battle even starts. It’s this antsy anticipation for it. The countdown begins and you lock eyes with your opponent. You have no idea how this fight will go, it could go in any way. Your opponent could do the same old thing as always or they could do something you’ve never seen before. Belt color doesn’t always tell you their skill level either. They could be better or worse than their rank. Bottom line, you have no idea what’s going to happen. The only thing you can control is yourself. The countdown ends, so square up and take control of the fight or go home the loser.
For control you have to think of what you’re going to do while reacting to what your opponent is doing. You have to know your limits if a fight goes on too long and you run out of gas risking collapse. Strength does not always win a fight for this reason. (This has happened to me too many times. It’s very embarrassing to be wheezing like you’re dying, lying on the ground while everyone watches)
After that there’s the feelings of anger at a loss. When I was young there was an older boy I’d always have to go against and no matter what I did I’d always end up in an arm-bar. I don’t remember feeling helpless as much as I felt enraged that I just couldn’t win. I drowned out the fear with hate. Not to say it wasn’t there. I feared having to fight him again. I only felt angry during the fight.
Then there’s the glee of a win, heart-still-pounding in your ears and hair in your face you’ve succeeded after everything. The highlight reel starts playing as a smile grows.
Then there’s the aftermath of adrenaline. During a fight it’s great but afterward? Ugh. You can feel the moment the adrenaline wears off. It’s like a switch, first you’re fine then *flick now you want to collapse like a rag-doll. Your body is slick with sweat that’s probably not all yours, you’re dehydrated and panting like a dog, everything feels hot & heavy. Your hair is a knotted mess and your neck is on fire. Your body shakes uncontrollably no matter how hard you try to stop it. Even the idea of holding your arms up sounds difficult. Tears sometimes come because of all the stress that to me felt as uncontrollable as the shaking. Food sounds nice for your exhausted and hungry body but for me my ab muscles tend to cramp up and I feel like throwing up when I’m not sick. It’s not always like this but I pushed myself too far most of the time.
Fighting is probably the most invigorating yet draining thing you can do and I really want to capture those feelings of a fight more. Because it is so. Much. Stress. Fighting takes a lot of thought in addition to strength, execution and skill. It’s part of why it’s so hard to do. It’s sweat, time, tears and sometimes blood (Ju-Jitsu is fought without weapons or striking and people have gotten cut anyway. Fun fact, toenails are sharp) Writing fight scenes is easy, but writing everything that comes with the fight is as difficult as fighting itself.
If you have any questions I’d love to answer! On that note:
I only did Ju-Jitsu. It’s grappling not punching, or kicking and there’s no weapons. We break arms not noses. Pure skill sport. Any fight I had was only Ju-Jitsu. I was not going around decking random people.


















