Ray Dario
Literotica Guru
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- Dec 2, 2000
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No this thread is not a rant, well not one of my conventional rants anyway.
My newest story (not a plug so no link here) has generated nothing but positive reviews. I've received no hate mail, no personal slanders, no negative feedback at all. It's scary.
I was so secure in my belief that I was so special that I had a group of people who hated me enough to seek out each of my stories as I posted it and immeditaly attack me that I actually came to enjoy it when I got those stupid, personal attack, feedbacks. Now I have to re-evaluate my whole take on life and Lit.
So where does Cowardice come in here. Not the "anti-fans", no. It's mine. I have a SF/F story that I have been editing for a year now. I have spent countless hours analyzing each sentence, each word, and each paragraph.
I have data showing how many times each word is used in the story, how many sentences start with a personal pronoun, how many start with a name. I know how many simple sentences are in the story and how many complex sentences and even how many fragments. I know how many passive voice sentences are in the story and how many adjectives and adverbs. In short I have analyzed the poor thing inside out and outside in, all in the name of editing, and I still haven't submitted it to a single publisher.
Why? Because in the end I am a coward. I edit because I'm afraid to submit the story. The more I edit, the more afraid I am because I have a bigger investment in the story. A vicious cycle.
Lit has been so fantastic for me. I can write a story and I'm not afraid of it not being published. Even more, I have never failed to receive praise for my work. The readers here are, for the most part, wonderful, kind, interesting people. But perhaps this is part of my problem too.
I know that when I send this story off it will get many rejections before it is ever published, if it is ever published. That makes it very difficult to put the manuscript into the manila envelope, with the SASE return envelope included, and send it off to it's ultimate death. The prospect of doing it over and over again knowing it will most likely be rejected is terrifying.
So right here, right now, I vow I will send the story off. Right after one more edit
Ray
My newest story (not a plug so no link here) has generated nothing but positive reviews. I've received no hate mail, no personal slanders, no negative feedback at all. It's scary.
I was so secure in my belief that I was so special that I had a group of people who hated me enough to seek out each of my stories as I posted it and immeditaly attack me that I actually came to enjoy it when I got those stupid, personal attack, feedbacks. Now I have to re-evaluate my whole take on life and Lit.
So where does Cowardice come in here. Not the "anti-fans", no. It's mine. I have a SF/F story that I have been editing for a year now. I have spent countless hours analyzing each sentence, each word, and each paragraph.
I have data showing how many times each word is used in the story, how many sentences start with a personal pronoun, how many start with a name. I know how many simple sentences are in the story and how many complex sentences and even how many fragments. I know how many passive voice sentences are in the story and how many adjectives and adverbs. In short I have analyzed the poor thing inside out and outside in, all in the name of editing, and I still haven't submitted it to a single publisher.
Why? Because in the end I am a coward. I edit because I'm afraid to submit the story. The more I edit, the more afraid I am because I have a bigger investment in the story. A vicious cycle.
Lit has been so fantastic for me. I can write a story and I'm not afraid of it not being published. Even more, I have never failed to receive praise for my work. The readers here are, for the most part, wonderful, kind, interesting people. But perhaps this is part of my problem too.
I know that when I send this story off it will get many rejections before it is ever published, if it is ever published. That makes it very difficult to put the manuscript into the manila envelope, with the SASE return envelope included, and send it off to it's ultimate death. The prospect of doing it over and over again knowing it will most likely be rejected is terrifying.
So right here, right now, I vow I will send the story off. Right after one more edit
Ray