I'm really over this unrequited love crap.
Ever heard of the question, "Which would you rather have? A great band no one has ever heard of or a mediocre band everyone loves?"
I've been mulling it around in my head for the past, oh four years, and I've decided that what I want more than anything is to be a writer. A real, honest to goodness, will-write-for-food writer. And not just that, a successful one. Which is why I ask this question. "Would you rather write amazing books that no one will ever publish or get published for your B-material?"
Sigh. The answer for me is I don't know. I really don't. On one hand, I want to write fabulous stories with characters that my readers will fall in love with. On the other, I would want to be published and successful and be recognized for my awesome-ness.
I have all this fantastical plot lines running around in my head, things that could never work out in the real world. I think they're gold until I start to try and make a real, flesh-and-blood book out of them and realize, "Hey, there's no way that could happen that way!"
But anyway, writer-inferiority complex aside, I'm angry that I'm getting so forgetful. My favorite shows, Gossip Girl and Lost, have been severely neglected by me. I'm just going to have to wait until the reruns come on because I simply couldn't be bothered to remember the original showtimes of each episode.
I've been mulling it around in my head for the past, oh four years, and I've decided that what I want more than anything is to be a writer. A real, honest to goodness, will-write-for-food writer. And not just that, a successful one. Which is why I ask this question. "Would you rather write amazing books that no one will ever publish or get published for your B-material?"
Sigh. The answer for me is I don't know. I really don't. On one hand, I want to write fabulous stories with characters that my readers will fall in love with. On the other, I would want to be published and successful and be recognized for my awesome-ness.
I have all this fantastical plot lines running around in my head, things that could never work out in the real world. I think they're gold until I start to try and make a real, flesh-and-blood book out of them and realize, "Hey, there's no way that could happen that way!"
But anyway, writer-inferiority complex aside, I'm angry that I'm getting so forgetful. My favorite shows, Gossip Girl and Lost, have been severely neglected by me. I'm just going to have to wait until the reruns come on because I simply couldn't be bothered to remember the original showtimes of each episode.