Holidays started, thank God!
Dec. 21st, 2005 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartAnd I even managed to buy the Christmas tree. It's waiting for its mission on the balcony. Phew!
I've written days 22 and 23 of the Advent project today. Only one more part to go, but that would be a harder one to write. Probably longer than the other parts, too. It had moderate success so far, which is more than what I could say about most of my recent writings, with the possible exception of The Prisoner of Dol Guldur. A few faithful readers like Altariel on TFF and Bodkin on SoA read and comment every part, and that makes me feel warm and appreciated in the inside. Have a few other recurring readers, too. So, writing short stuff apparently pays out. *g*
Put up a great deal of my older stuff to TFF, which got mostly ignored. But I'm more or less beyond caring now. I'm just so terribly tired. I've accepted that I'll never become a widely popular writer - or a widely popular person in RL, for that matter - because I simply don't have the "gewisses Etwas", as the Germans put it. It doesn't make me particularly happy - but it doesn't bother me as much as it used to. I know my worth and the worth of my writing. And I even have a few people who appreciate what I'm doing. So what.
Recently, I was re-reading a few old stories that I used to admire greatly. I had to realize that my awe was partially based on the fact that the authors were native speakers and their language skills were naturally much better than mine when it came to English. So, what I thought of a great story, was in several cases just decent writing and good language skills. Heck, I even managed to mistake purple prose for good writing at the beginning!
As my own language skills developed during those recent years (although I seriously doubt that I will ever beat the shape-shifting monster that is English grammar), I started to detect traps in previously admired stories. Traps that eventually led to thinks that I don't like and that I never realized before. It's a bit of disappointment, of course, but it makes me more confident when it comes to my own writing.
Erm... I'm sure there was a point in all this somewhere. Alas, I seem to have lost it completely. Not that it really matters.
I've written days 22 and 23 of the Advent project today. Only one more part to go, but that would be a harder one to write. Probably longer than the other parts, too. It had moderate success so far, which is more than what I could say about most of my recent writings, with the possible exception of The Prisoner of Dol Guldur. A few faithful readers like Altariel on TFF and Bodkin on SoA read and comment every part, and that makes me feel warm and appreciated in the inside. Have a few other recurring readers, too. So, writing short stuff apparently pays out. *g*
Put up a great deal of my older stuff to TFF, which got mostly ignored. But I'm more or less beyond caring now. I'm just so terribly tired. I've accepted that I'll never become a widely popular writer - or a widely popular person in RL, for that matter - because I simply don't have the "gewisses Etwas", as the Germans put it. It doesn't make me particularly happy - but it doesn't bother me as much as it used to. I know my worth and the worth of my writing. And I even have a few people who appreciate what I'm doing. So what.
Recently, I was re-reading a few old stories that I used to admire greatly. I had to realize that my awe was partially based on the fact that the authors were native speakers and their language skills were naturally much better than mine when it came to English. So, what I thought of a great story, was in several cases just decent writing and good language skills. Heck, I even managed to mistake purple prose for good writing at the beginning!
As my own language skills developed during those recent years (although I seriously doubt that I will ever beat the shape-shifting monster that is English grammar), I started to detect traps in previously admired stories. Traps that eventually led to thinks that I don't like and that I never realized before. It's a bit of disappointment, of course, but it makes me more confident when it comes to my own writing.
Erm... I'm sure there was a point in all this somewhere. Alas, I seem to have lost it completely. Not that it really matters.
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Date: 2005-12-23 02:48 am (UTC)