As I wait to get writing feedback from some of my potential audience, it’s hard not to want to shout “Hurry UP!” and let loose a deep sigh.
I can only do so much with the book as I wait on other eyes. I feel strange without a writing project in the works, but if I started a second I would feel horrible for it because the first is incomplete. I’m liable to trip myself if I multitask in that manner. Props to writers who can do it well, honestly a true talent.
So, what do I do? I don’t like killing time, I’d rather be a vampire sucking all the life I can get out of time, and leave time to go on undead. (There I go with metaphors!)
What I do with my bits and pieces of feedback is practice polishing my weak skills to buff them up! In my last post, I talked about a short story contest so that everyone else could enter if you so desire. I’m entering to see if I can be as concise as a short story requires and keep my voice and imagery. If I can put together a decent story that’s vivid without meandering quite as much as I catch myself doing, that will be victory for me.
I’m improving, with the edge brought on by a little competition, and making myself a little less comfortable. Greatness, in its true form, doesn’t come comfortably.