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Jan 26, 2007 20:10

I gasped, I grabbed, I must memorize matociquala quoting this:

"fantasy author ilona_andrewswith the best writing advice you will get all year:

Write for yourself. Write to make yourself happy. If you work and work and work, and it doesn't make you happy, for the sake of all that's holy, don't write. Nobody is forcing you to do it. Nobody is forcing you to throw your work out there. It's a pretty tough world, full of judgemental people and the result of this collision is sometimes heartbreaking.

Writers who get their words into print achieve it not because they are trying to please other people, but because they are borderline-OCD perfectionists. They ultimately write to please themselves, no matter how much they like to make noises to the contrary. They love their stories."

Ooh. Yeah. That would be why I can write slash like I'm being paid by the word and paying on a mansion ... and can't work on my dissertation to save my life. The reason I love writing even the most god-awful boring byzantine government reports with my team ... because we're friends so it's fun. But I'm trying to write the damn diss for my faculty when I already know that the two loudest members of my committee don't want to find anything to like in anything I write. Three of them can't seem to follow the theory, and the other two don't like it 'cos it's not *their* theory (which could be the same thing).

Me. Mine. My dissertation. *shakes fists in air like Scarlett, takes vow*

Write it for me. (And Mom. She just wants it to have lots of stuff in it.)
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