CandySlice
This is a Dark ride
Yeah, I junked my first attempt because I want to go in another direction. Unfortunately, that's as far as I got. Anybody else in my shoes?
BD I am so deep in your shoes I can't see daylight. I have three different manuscripts gathering dust in different rooms on different surfaces. My so called Opus (capital letters there, right?) is before me with a great start a great and spectacular ending but no aceptable middle.
Now. There are dozens of short stories lying around, some good, some that have the look only a mother could love.
What can I say?
The only way to learn how to write is . . .well. . is to write.
Keep hard at it, treat it like an exercise you must do once a day and never stop.
Then someday you too can be the proud owner of stacks of fledglings, one or two of which may turn out to be swans.
Ya never know.
Is that a mirror I see in your hand.
My nephew is the family author (at this point!) Sooo ..... I think part of my problem is - he's brilliant. I couldn't begin to complete. Therefore, why bother.
I just need to get over it, and start again.
It isn't a competition. You'll only find the best stories in your heart, an organ and state of mind most people keep guarded. The trick is to let you heart fall onto the pages, without shame or fear of harsh criticism. You'll get it wrong more often than not but every once in a great while the Gods smile down.
Hemingway described it as 'sitting down at the typewriter and bleeding onto the pages'.
