I still feel like a new blogger. I just checked and my first post was May 19th, 2009. 8 months ago, yet I still struggle finding sufficient blog time . Blogging does a lot for my morale/inspiration/eagerness as a writer just by allowing me to connect with other writers. When days go by and I do not have a chance to stop and read any posts I feel the difference. Something that is so rewarding should be easy to fit into a schedule. The problem is that I am too greedy with my very limited writing time (and I am totally useless after 7 pm now! 6 months tmr!! 🙂 ). Anyone else feel this way, and if so how do you manage it? Ok, not the being pregnant part, just the balancing part.
Well, this post was not meant to be a whiny one, but that thought has been in my mind for some time now.
I really had wanted to talk about a short story I wrote just under a year ago for a workshop. I liked it at the time, a lot. It was read by the group and given a small critique, not much work needed, and then I forgot about it untill Dec when I submitted to my writing group. I received a completely different set of feedback. Very interesting. I took some of it, applied it, made my story stronger, and disregarded some other feedback. Two point specifically: 1. where is your character growth? 2. what is your character’s motif? We don’t see it clearly, it’s too weak. Nah, this is just a snippet of life, I said. don’t want it, don’t need it.
I forgot about the story again untill last week. Re-read it, and poof, character growth and motivation appeared. In t his case it was guilt, and finally her ability to release it. Enough for a 2000 word literary short. But, what amazed me was how this aspect had been hiding in the story and I hadn’t even seen it! I spent the entire week re-writing this story, I thought it needed about an hour of work – was I wrong, and finally finished it. Amazing how things grow! Would I have seen this in my story if some members of my group had not asked me these questions? It made me really wonder how much more my subconscious knows that I do.