I blame this on Don Rhoden and Anthea Burson. After reading my various writings that appear in this section, well, you can blame them too. 😉
I popped in a new menu and category on the site after a conversation about poetry and various writings with them on Facebook. Â See, from time to time I do write poetry and just “oddball” writing. Â Sometimes it only happens in my head – and once the piece is completed there it’s immediately discarded. Â Sometimes it gets as far as being pounded out on my keyboard and gets deleted when I’m done (or, saved into a folder somewhere semi-hidden.)
I’m uptight about writing stuff like that. Â I’m not an expert at writing – I can pound out lots of words very quickly, and I’ve completed four or five books so far (I’ve lost track of where I’m at – I’ve got a couple of pieces that are done but are waiting on The Editor to finish.) Â But I really lack the verbiage necessary to have more than a simple conversation over poetry. Â I’ve more than once considered trying to improve my writing education – I only got as far as Creative Writing for my English classes in college. Â And one of those rare, hidden moments of true envy (I may say I envy someone – usually it just means I’d like to do the same thing they are doing) was when I met Kat and she revealed she had an English degree. Â For “real world” purposes an English degree isn’t really that important. Â But if you’re a writer or editor an English degree is worth something – she can speak in concepts that I don’t have words for. Â Here I am writing, and she’s the one that actually KNOWS how it’s supposed to work!
So often I get uptight about my writing that I delete the small pieces. Â Big pieces are completely different – a one page piece of prose, for instance, requires delicate adjustments of the minutia to be good. Â A book, on the other hand, is composed of larger concepts. Â If you screw up a small piece in a 400 page book it’s not quite as big of a deal, and while the reader might groan Â – or, in the case of The Story of Gamer Zone, groan a lot – it doesn’t hurt the overall book unless it’s being read by a critic.
After chatting with Don and Anthea I started reading my old stuff, loathing it a bit at times, liking it at others. Â A comment that Don made got me to thinking – maybe I’m looking at this all wrong. Â Just like shaving my head bald, maybe it’s time to embrace the terror I have about my smaller works and use it.
I’ve brought over the stuff that I had on my DeviantArt account into a new section, and added two new pieces (Share The Stars part 1 & 2). Â From now on I’m going to make an attempt to “balls up” and post my stuff on here rather than deleting it. Â I may hate it and you, the reader, may hate it. Â But at least it has a home now and I can overcome that fear of my short works and poetry.
Who knows – maybe my writing will improve 🙂
A quick list of the stuff that appears here to start:
- Share The Stars, Part 1: Â Solo
- Share The Stars, Part 2: Â You
- The Way It Was And Will Be
- My Lost Novel: Prologe
- Twisted Cola
- Sudden Deceleration
- The Call Completes It
- The Urge
- She Calls Me
There’s a couple more pieces I need to scrounge up and get posted on here when I get the time. Â No real hurry, though. Â You can only have so much horrible writing at one time anyway 😉