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Here I attempt to use my livejournal to actually say something. But first, Safeway's Athens Baklava Bazaar ice cream? Next to God, I tell you.
So. Put Rationale up on SJNC17, helio2 and here, and wow.
I mean it. Wow.
People are amazing. So kind, whether they simply say they've read it and like it, or quoted a line, or used very flatering words to describe my writing style.
I've been smiling all day. I want to write more for the people who have so kindly asked.
But what's blowing me away is that in less than 24 hours, I've gotten more than ten pieces of feedback. I'm aware that odds are good that more than ten people have read the story. However, I'm . . . amazed so many people actually took the time to drop me a line or two.
It's all left me feeling, well, ecstatic on one hand and bad on the other. Bad, because I am horrible at sending feedback. I never do. I feel like a jerk. Someone's spent all this time writing and perfecting a story and I'm like, "hey! nice!" It feels trite.
It's not. It makes my day, makes me smile, makes me want to keep plugging away on all the stories I've got swirling around.
Will I resolve to send more feedback? Well, in a way yes, because now I send none. But I won't. I'm lazy. What I will do is try to send some when I'm bowled over by a story. That happens often enough.
So. Put Rationale up on SJNC17, helio2 and here, and wow.
I mean it. Wow.
People are amazing. So kind, whether they simply say they've read it and like it, or quoted a line, or used very flatering words to describe my writing style.
I've been smiling all day. I want to write more for the people who have so kindly asked.
But what's blowing me away is that in less than 24 hours, I've gotten more than ten pieces of feedback. I'm aware that odds are good that more than ten people have read the story. However, I'm . . . amazed so many people actually took the time to drop me a line or two.
It's all left me feeling, well, ecstatic on one hand and bad on the other. Bad, because I am horrible at sending feedback. I never do. I feel like a jerk. Someone's spent all this time writing and perfecting a story and I'm like, "hey! nice!" It feels trite.
It's not. It makes my day, makes me smile, makes me want to keep plugging away on all the stories I've got swirling around.
Will I resolve to send more feedback? Well, in a way yes, because now I send none. But I won't. I'm lazy. What I will do is try to send some when I'm bowled over by a story. That happens often enough.
