Unbeknownst to most of my friends and family, I’ve been writing since August (or thereabout). Some of my stories have been published on Smashwords and are available as free downloads on various sites. I can’t remember which ones exactly because I just don’t.
In re-reading those pieces, I’ve discovered I’m a horrible writer. Maybe my self-criticism is because I’m my worst critic but I can tell you that of the seven stories currently posted online, I’m not happy with any of them.
So I’ve decided to revisit them, one at a time, and re-edit, revise and expand (if needed) them.
I think my stories play out better in my imagination than they do on paper/computer. Or maybe I just have an overactive imagination and need to channel my energy somewhere else.
All seven stories are not at all lined up with my Christian upbringing and it wasn’t until I went through them again that I realized I need to incorporate my values and beliefs into them. For some of my stories, it means changing them completely.
And I’m not sure I like that idea.
I’m not a professional writer or editor. My work, admittedly, is very rough and lacking in a lot of areas.
My strength, though, is accepting the criticism I have received and not becoming offended by it. Face-to-face (which hasn’t happened yet) or web criticism is something I’m open to.
Trust me, I don’t plan on making a living out of writing stories. I don’t believe it’s my true calling in life.
But I don’t mind putting myself out there for others to see and read, enjoy or hate, praise or criticize.
They’re just characters. They’re just works of fiction.