Trainwreck Projects
The room is dim, as the only source of light is seeping in from without. They said it would be sunny today. They lied. I’ve been seeing a lot of things in my head lately, and they are all down on paper (well, electric paper I guess). The second draft of Verney was completed over a month ago, and I have been working on a couple of different projects since then.
Amanda read the first draft of Verney and thought it was “good”. I take her opinions regarding my work with a chunk of unprocessed salt. Despite her protests, I think she is worried about hurting my confidence and will never give me the criticism that I so desperately need. Good thing my friend Kelly is not afraid to rip me into shreds.
I presented him with my second project, “Pifton’s War”. He gave me subtle props after reading the first chapter. I now doubt his shredding skills. He too is soft and sentimental, worried about feelings. I sought a thorough beating for my work, the kind you would find behind a back alley. Perhaps I should follow the suggestion of posting it on a message board for strangers to review, though I am unsure I can handle that kind of an assault.
My third and most recent project is a short story revolving around a man with a literal killer look. This is the first time I am taking the time to write an outline, and I finally understand why why good writers take the time to produce them for any story, regardless of length. Even before completion, I already recognize several points and areas where I 1) can improve the story overall, and 2) address conflicts so that they are not “miraculously” resolved.
Because of my projects, the posting for the site have suffered. I have been told that my posting habits make it hard to build loyal readership. Apparently, a regular posting schedule accounts for a large part of what makes a website gain patronage. This is something I will continue to work on, but not something that I can promise. Though I would like to gain readers, it’s just not my style to barrage my site with updates if I have nothing to say.