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Tonight I get my short story critiqued.... and I am nervous. I know it needs A LOT of work. It's not a normal piece of writing for me, so I have NO idea how successful it is, if at all. Le sigh. I guess I just want to do a good job, a REALLY good job. My teacher said last week how you can teach craft, but not creativity. So- do I have that creativity? No idea. I keep reminding myself some of the other authors have decades of experiece on me (in some cases) and I'm not that far behind some of them in quality. So... that's good.
Guess my nerves are just up. I don't mind being critiqued, RIT steeled my skin, but I hate waiting for it still.
It would be nice to hear some praise from a voice I truly believe right now... and I don't know if I have a voice like that in my life anymore. Not that I don't trust the voices that speak to me, but it's not... well, it's just different inside me.
Otherwise, I gave myself a week off of all writing for knitting and other hobbies, which I have far too many of to keep up with, sadly.
Guess my nerves are just up. I don't mind being critiqued, RIT steeled my skin, but I hate waiting for it still.
It would be nice to hear some praise from a voice I truly believe right now... and I don't know if I have a voice like that in my life anymore. Not that I don't trust the voices that speak to me, but it's not... well, it's just different inside me.
Otherwise, I gave myself a week off of all writing for knitting and other hobbies, which I have far too many of to keep up with, sadly.