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New Year's musing.
Dec. 31st, 2001 11:23 pmIt's 11:21pm, and I just saw (about friggin' HALF) of the Girlfriend video. JC makes my heart sing. *sigh*
I'm where just about every writer has been at one point or another - thinking of not doing this anymore.
You ask yourself, what's the point? I read amazing stories with original, interesting story lines, and I wonder why the hell I can't wring stuff like that out of my brain. Is it my imagination, or is everything I write the same? Someone told me once that my stuff is romantic, and it is, but I'm not sure I'm happy about that. I guess there's enough angst in my real life without visiting it upon five young men that I like to write sexy stories about. But angst is interesting, and fluffy stories where everyone ends up happy, aren't.
I want my stuff to be interesting, but it isn't, and that makes me anxious. It's there for a read, then it's gone, like an apple that you eat to fill the gaps before dinner. I want to be dinner, but that stick-to-your-ribs quality is missing in my fic.
New Year's Resolution: To not suck, fic-wise.
How to accomplish New Year's Resolution: Not a damn clue.
I'm where just about every writer has been at one point or another - thinking of not doing this anymore.
You ask yourself, what's the point? I read amazing stories with original, interesting story lines, and I wonder why the hell I can't wring stuff like that out of my brain. Is it my imagination, or is everything I write the same? Someone told me once that my stuff is romantic, and it is, but I'm not sure I'm happy about that. I guess there's enough angst in my real life without visiting it upon five young men that I like to write sexy stories about. But angst is interesting, and fluffy stories where everyone ends up happy, aren't.
I want my stuff to be interesting, but it isn't, and that makes me anxious. It's there for a read, then it's gone, like an apple that you eat to fill the gaps before dinner. I want to be dinner, but that stick-to-your-ribs quality is missing in my fic.
New Year's Resolution: To not suck, fic-wise.
How to accomplish New Year's Resolution: Not a damn clue.
