Complete Rubbish
Inner dialogue sometime last weekend at around 2:55 in the morning.
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Complete and total rubbish, that is!
What is it you’re talking about, you nutter?
Well, my short story that’s what!
Oh, you wrote–you wrote a story, a short one, you say, and it wasn’t any good? I could have told you that, you stupid git! I read some of the rubbish you post in this blog. You should be ashamed of yourself.
I am, I am….
So what are ya going to do about it, eh? Write more crap or are ya going to crack open a dictionary for once and use it as God intended?
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And so it went.
So where did this wave of self doubt and recrimination originated?
From a “beta” my good friend Iz did for me recently.
Did I mention it was a HUGE favor? I mean it was titanic in its scope. He dragged his eyes (mid-vacation mind you) across the garbage strewn landscape that I dared call a story (yes I dared, silly of me I know) and after much sorting he managed to pull out the salvageable bits.
I do not have Protection from Editors.
Aw God no!
That is a good thing, I guess.
Now I need to recycle those surviving bits into a story worth reading.
I can do this.
I can overcome my dreadful grammar, horrible pacing and inject some emotions into my characters.
YES I CAN!
And I will too.
Just you see.
Or Issac will see, if he has the stomach for a second round.
Did I mention that this favor was of astronomical proportions? Super Nova pale in comparison to what he did for me.
Just so you know.
And now for a cool anime style game trailer: