Why not at least try?
I mentioned in my last post that I've been writing a piece of fiction. I'm embarrassed because saying "I'm writing a book" places me in the same corner as every other turd sandwich who says they want to write a novel.
I follow several authors, book lovers, and wannabe writers on Twitter but I started tuning out the endless supply of "writing advice" coursing through the Internet so I would not get discouraged or blow my head off.
Through many crippling periods of doubt I just kept asking myself, "Why not at least try?"
So I did, I tried really hard. After a recent period of over-thinking and over-editing I realized fuck - I have to just show someone because it's driving me nuts not having any feedback.
Much of this "book" is crap. Straight-up, feces-crap-poop that contains boring, trying-too-hard fictionalizations of some parts of my early 20's that aren't all that compelling with a plot that is poorly paced and scattered. But I think there are some parts that are salvageable, maybe even good.
I asked a certain lovely individual to be a "reader" because she is smart and discerning and according to Goodreads the chick goes through books like I go through phone chargers. I'm so scared of her reaction but also relieved that it's not in my hands anymore.
Not that I expect people to line up over this, but email me if you are interested in being a "reader" - the only requirements are that you're honest and critical (but gentle) and love to read.
Long story short, even if it sucks I just love to write. I had so much fun with it. And I'm going to keep trying.
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