I wouldn't characterise my writing as Literary Ambitions.
Motivation is my main problem. I wrote things more before, then I got published in a couple of fanzines and it was like "right, I have done that." Sent copies to my folks to show off with and I've hardly finished a piece since. Now what I write stays where it is, spread across various jotters as sketches in handwriting only I can read.
(Except for website stuff that doesn't count because I know the person who runs the website and I know how few people read it.)
p.s.
Not wanting to be nasty, I know this is throwaway and all but there's a couple of spelling mistakes on this thread, I hope you all aren't after proofreading jobs....
selfinflicted said:
With all the great things I've read on here from so many people I was thinking it would be kind of cool for someone to put together a book of poetry and stories by SG girls and members
300 copies could be made for about $1500 from some publishers... If you got 60 SG members to contiribute about 10 pages each, and they coughed up about $25 bucks each, it could be done! However I'm too busy to take up the editing duties on the thing, so if someone else is up to the challenge, I say POWER TO YOU!
I graduated with an art degree in sculpture, and fortunately I was able to bypass the several years I propably would have spent at McDonalds as a result of my friends Mom getting knocked up by an independent magazine owner. Now thanks no actual experienence, but rather chance, I get to travel around like Hunter S. Thompson and write about drunken adventures. The money sucks... but at least I do something I enjoy
Do you have literary ambitions? Well, I guess I do. It's a goal of mine to write a novella-length story within the next three years. My only short-term goal is to write at least 200 words a day, 400 words a day if my life should calm down again. I do this for practice. This goal I have been successful in meeting (if barely).
So you have literary ambition. Do you have literary skill? Um... this is where I look all downcast and meek but on the inside I am bursting with all kinds of pride. Which I know to be wrong. If there's one thing that I've learned it's that I tend to overestimate my abilities, whether it's carrying that washer up two flights of stairs or choosing a metaphor that's not laughable. I'm waiting for that fateful day this coming summer when I enroll in a creative writing class for the first time and watch as a some elder professorial beard in dusty tweed redinks my every attempt at storytelling into oblivion. But this won't kill me and I won't stop.
...and lately i have been working on scriptwriting and script doctoring, which seems to be a lucrative field if your work it right, i have yet to get a project developed all the way to completeion, but i have gotten paid to fix dialouge on other peoples stuff, which is nice...since i am so fucking broke and handicapped lately...
I have dedicated far too much time to writing, but all prose. I probably have enough material for a good 3-4 book series if it were published now, and it's not nearly finished. And I don't even write it so that it can one day be published, I just took in a huge, evolving undertaking so that I always have something I can work on so as to absorb my attention and retain my sanity.
razor13
Los Angeles, CA
December 2002
MAR 16, 2003 02:33 PM