"I'm really unsure and nervous and I don't know what the hell I'm doing," I said.
"Send me the story," said
princessbananas. So I did. And she read it and said, "OK, well, this sucks. Especially the first two pages--"
"I love the first two pages!" I cried. "They're my favorite part!"
"Yeah, well, they suck. It doesn't make sense and I kind of want to punch Sam in the face he's such a whiny little emo bitch."
"Harumph," I said. "I need a better beta." I turned to
loose_pages_sd. "Hi," I said. "Will you pretty please be my beta?"
"Sure!" said
loose_pages_sd "Send me your story!" So I sent it to her and she read it. "So, hey," she said. "I like parts of it, but the first two pages don't really work. Like, at all. And also, I think a plot would be helpful."
"Goddamnit," I said. And I pouted for a little bit, then deleted 75% of what I'd written and started over.
loose_pages_sd eased me gently through the process and provided seriously kickass beta and hand holding duties.
princessbananas spent most of her time alternately mocking my Big Bang Angst and reading bad!fic aloud just to torture me, interspersed with the latest plotarcs from CSI: Miami.