I am such a review whore… July 11, 2006 ~ 1:51 am
Posted by Julie in : Pseudo-dim, Urban Family , comments closedI’ve discovered something today…reviews on fanfiction.net are the equivalent of the first time you get a ton of comments on your blog. You start thinking “Holy shit, people like me! They like the way I write!” And then thirty seconds later, you realize “I’d better get something new up fast!”
Is it wrong that getting 11 reviews on a chapter within 24 hours totally made my day? And made me post a new chapter before I was originally going to, in the hopes of getting more reviews?
In other news, I saw Lori today and she thanked everyone who came over to her blog and left well-wishes. She’s typing one-handed, so I don’t know when she’ll reply to them, but I know they meant a lot to her. Then again, she’s on Vicodin, I think the episode of “Wife Swap” we watched on TV tonight meant a lot to her, too…
Writing is hard work. June 21, 2006 ~ 10:36 am
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Brooklyn Botanical Garden
I am in the process of lining up what may be the busiest weekend of the summer for me. If the last event comes through, it might also be the coolest/most bizarre. I’ll let you know when everything is finalized. In the meantime, Happy Solstice (or Midsummer, or Litha, whichever you prefer)!
Aside from that, I’m keeping busy. I should be finishing my mom’s present, since tomorrow is her birthday, and by god I will work on it at lunch, but something else has most of my interest and attention at the moment. Writing. I actually wrote a short story on Sunday - so short that I believe the technical term is “fic-let” - a scene between two characters who aren’t mine. (Technically, yes, that qualifies it as fanfiction. I wrote fanfiction, SUCK IT.) I posted it to Fanfiction.net, and within 14 hours I had 9 really positive reviews from fanfiction writers I admire, and 8 of those reviewers had listed my story as a favorite.I really wasn’t expecting that kind of a response. It was a scene that had been kicking around in my head for a while, and I didn’t think other people would be as amused by it as I was. I guess I was wrong. And since I now have a built-in audience over there who are waiting for my next story, the pressure is on. I have amazing empathy for J.K. Rowling right now, when last week I was cursing that she should just finish the damn seventh Harry Potter book.
I spent three hours last night working on my next short piece, deliberating over word choice, was it in character, where did I want it to go. During that time, I remembered that good writing isn’t easy. Somehow characters will take on a life of their own and do something completely opposite of what you had intended. One wrong word choice takes the piece in another random direction. And you’re left trying to corral everything back to the way you had envisioned, or at least get it all going in the same direction, even if it wasn’t the one you’d planned.
Blogging is so much easier than writing about the space-time continuum.
