well, my main thing is people liking it, or giving me crticizm. I like to write, but i usually only keep writing a fic if people read it.
I keep myself motivated by the idea of sharing a particularly good writing with friends, and usually I get so into my stories that I wanna finish it because I wanna know how it ends XD.
Plenty--I'll get to points where I scrap all but the first three pages and restart because I feel it was too sappy, or totally off plot, etc... the original idea sometimes becomes ridiculous in my mind and I just have to crush it until it can be reworked into something better.
Like I just said, though sometimes I'll just keep plugging away until I can go back and change parts I dislike to make it all fit.
I keep myself motivated because I have a goal: I want to get published before I graduate High School, of which I have just started. That I have plenty of support helps, too.
This is everything I think about my own writing. And you are 100% write. And I am dead for that horrendous pun.
I... write for fun. I carry around an Alphasmart during school even, writing at every chance given...
Do I also write to please others? Only in the aftermath--I have more fun writing the story than I do letting others read it.
This, I think? Not a lot of people have read the story I'm writing yet. Even if you have the ideas and the willingness to share them, it can be hard to find an audience sometimes.
Well, I'm really into absurd ideas...I dance with philosophy in my stories (the little that I've written) and a lot of times I like to come up with preposterous situations or characters. I agree writing isn't easy, but I love it all the same. I'd go into more depth but I don't have a ton of time at the moment. I'll be back later though.
Well, I just wrote about two pages worth a word document on a story I'm working on (I actually plan on going the distance with this one, at least a hundred pages, but you can't force this, so I can only hope) bring the total content to 20 pages. Personal best. It exhausted me mentally and emotionally, and I feel terrible, somewhat depressed, somewhat apathetic.
On an unrelated note, Wolf Parades album Expo 86 is just amazing.
First of all, I can't believe people are actually reading this. If I had known I wouldn't be talking to myself, I would have tried to make it sound better.
Secondly, I guess all I'm saying is that I miss the childish joy I used to get from writing. It all used to be a lot simpler back then, that's for sure.
I think I also miss the feedback part. Back in the day, I used to have friends who really wanted to read my drivel. Of course, I still have nice friends who say they'll read my stuff, but I don't want to have to ask them that, you know? I want them to be the one to ask me and to also be genuinely interested in reading, not just ask to be kind. Sometimes that feels like a lot to ask for, though.
I beta read once for a girl, and that one instance changed into a really great friendship. She's the whole reason why I'm here right now, and we're still good friends today. I'm a little sad that I can't seem to find something like that for myself. Is that odd to be jealous of yourself? Hm.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever met a talented writer who said, straight out, that they found writing easy. So it could be that no one who takes writing as a serious craft and works to refine their skills thinks it to be an easy venture, or else I’ve been blessed enough to meet humble authors.
I have, however, met very cocky photographers who aren’t even that great at what they do.
I agree that thinking about stories is a lot more exciting than actually writing them. My two favorite parts of writing are 1) the initial conception of the idea (there’s nothing that beats that moment of birth… the intensely gratifying spark of, “wouldn’t this be awesome to read…?”) and 2) hearing feedback from people who have read my work after it’s been completed satisfactorily. Of course, the writing part, which inevitably must come in between, can be quite painful. (It doesn’t help that I’m a terrible procrastinator and a bit tentative about showing people my work—I wonder if we get more self-conscious as we age?)
Do you sometimes spend every random free moment of the day just kind of replaying one awesome scene in your head over and over again? Refining it until the dialogue and interaction is perfect, and then just being able to play it in your brain whenever you want like your own personal movie? Because I do that all the time, and then have to force myself to sit down and painfully extract it from my brain.
I’ve never had a beta, nor been one. I’ve always been very curious as to what that kind of artistic relationship would be like. In my wildest fantasies, I imagine that a good author-beta pair would offer some sort of intensely comforting camaraderie and have enough trust and familiarity to offer criticism that is properly due. But I wouldn’t really know.
I should stop now, before this comment becomes long enough to be its own blog entry. *sweatdrop*
Your message just popped up as I was typing this. Heh. Busy day at lab; I meant to reply to your PM and never got around to it. Tomorrow, for sure! Let this suffice in the meantime.
Originally Posted by cowboy dan Yeah I write to (no fanfics, not my thing, all original fiction). Most of the time stuff stews in my head giving me a rough outline of what I'm going to do. This works out well enough and when I sit down to write, everything sort of spontaneously pours out like a great jam at the end of a song at a live show.
Unfortunately, I can only write when I'm alone in my house -_-...don't know why You know, I used to need background noise in order to write. I liked having the TV on or music playing. Now, I need complete silence. Might come back to the "srs bsns" attitude I've adopted when writing. :/
But anyway! What sort of original things do you write, Dan? c:
Yeah I write to (no fanfics, not my thing, all original fiction). Most of the time stuff stews in my head giving me a rough outline of what I'm going to do. This works out well enough and when I sit down to write, everything sort of spontaneously pours out like a great jam at the end of a song at a live show.
Unfortunately, I can only write when I'm alone in my house -_-...don't know why