Funny, in reading my novella from about seven years ago, I'm noticing quite a few issues that I've seen in other beginning works.
When you look over your old stuff, your really old stuff as a beginner, did you tend to skip the action?
I did. And I remember a few years ago critiquing a whole handful of contest entries that did, too. Isn't that a strange learning process? For example, in a suspense novel, we'd see a dangerous thug coming, and then... we'd jump to the hospital where we're nursing our injuries and explaining what happened.
I mean, what strikes me as funny is that the action is the good part!
It's also the most challenging part to write, I think. I'm also seeing parts where I just skipped half a scene. I didn't know what to do, I think, so I just sorta abruptly jumped to the next scene, not in a okay-we're-in-an-ADD-age-and-that's-okay-in-thrillers-now way, but in a hmmm-I-don't-know-what-to-write way.
I've moved to the living room in clearing out stuff. The one thing I am having HUGE problems even CONSIDERING throwing out is my board game collection.
Now, if any of you are only children, you might understand why I LOVE board games. And why the memories of going to my best friend's house and the whole family playing board games rank as some of The Most Fun Experiences Of My Whole Life.
See, as an only child, you can't play board games. Well, you can. Except you play against yourself. And this is sort of a ridiculous thing because who do you root for? Because then, once you've decided which half of you you want to win, you start doing little things to make sure that half of you wins.
I mean, I have cheated against myself to make sure my favorite half won! How silly is that? And Erica wrote about a character who cheated for Cheerios. Hah! I've cheated for nothing, against myself! You can't really lose when you play yourself. On the other hand, I'm not certain you can win, can you?
So while I'm perfectly happy getting rid of half the contents of my kitchen, and am surprisingly comfortable getting rid of a ton of books, I am running into considerable trouble getting rid of my games.
Even though I'm pretty much in the same boat as I was when I was young: I have no one to play them with. (DH does not like board games.) I might have to keep them. Hey, maybe my niece will someday play with me??
And finally, have you ever had a story chase you? Even when you keep telling it that you don't have the time for such a story, that you need to pay the bills? And yet, it keeps bothering you. And you keep tripping across links, overhearing phone conversations, seeing books and movies that all sort of keep nagging at that one story?
Writing a story just for fun: I don't know if I can do it. Might be fun, though. In my spare time, HAH!