So one day, I found this little writing-analysis thingamajangle and decided to give it a try.
I write like
H. P. LovecraftI Write Like by Mémoires,
Mac journal software.
Analyze your writing! I can't say I'm not pleased ; u ; Though, shame on me, I've never read any of his works oh god oh god. YES I KNOW THIS IS QUITE A POINTLESS POST AND ALL THAT JAZZ BUT. I don't know, I just want to preserve this somewhere so that one day, when I'm a jaded old...linguistics professor or geologist extraordinaire or whatever, I can look back on this and say, "hey, some writing-analysis thing told me I write like Lovecraft!"
I reckon this has more to do with my vastly-preferred 'dark, introspective' writing style generally employed for my Organisation XIII fics, than anything else. For the record, I analysed 'Trapped In A Silent Fiction', 'Dyscracia', and an upcoming Pokémon one, (working title) 'Seven Days Of Summer' (which is nowhere near dark. Seriously. It's just about enjoying summer ; n ;) After cross-checking and inputting some of my other fics, it seems as though my style is like an amalgamation of H.P. Lovecraft, Arthur Clarke, David Foster Wallace, James Joyce and Stephen King. I wonder what that says about me, haha.
That said, I've found that my writing style has changed quite a bit over the years. When I started out writing (eh, well, in roleplay, but pshaw), I used the most horribly obnoxious purple prose, the kind that made Barney feel pale and shot to ultraviolet levels. For serious. Then after that, I sort of laid off of it a bit, and...yeah. Hmm. Actually, come to think of it, I only really began writing fanfics like, what, this year? I started my FF.net account last year, but mostly it was just this one crack fic that I wrote as a result of a MSN convo. Then, after a loooong hiatus, I started a Pokémon crackfic in...like, April. Now even that's on hiatus, because I lack the sufficient sense of humour to be able to carry a crackfic on for a prolonged span of time. And what have I learnt from those two fics? That firstly, I lack a proper sense of humour (and no, dry, sarcastic wit doesn't really count. It takes no effort, pshh), and secondly, I start to hate my works after a few months. There are so many things on my hard drive waiting to be rewritten oh my god. Guh. Though that said, I'm actually really pleased with my more recent stuff. Call it a personal challenge or something, you know? Mastering present-tense and not spontaneously shifting midway, and brushing up on second-person narration. Next goal: gain some semblance of diversity in genres. FOR GREAT JUSTICE. And, duh, to challenge myself. Wait, no, and another goal: write. Shorter. Sentences. At least I'm trying very hard to stick to that in 'Seven Days Of Summer'. The comma and semicolon abuse is lessening, I hope.