It was early January in 2007 when I became very ill with some strain of flu and I couldn't do anything but lay around the house, drag myself to class and struggle through homework. The illness ended up lasting about four weeks - really, I should have gone to the hospital because it shouldn't have lasted that long.
But while while I was "drowning"
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For me it's less about thinking someone won't accept my subject matter as it is that I worry friends and family will see things about me in my writing that I don't want them to know, or will misinterpret a character's thoughts as my own. Having someone read my writing makes me feel very exposed. It's always struck me as odd that I'm so much more comfortable showing it to strangers than my family.
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