The America's Next Author contest is coming to a close with this week as the last to secure a nomination or wild card spot (however one get's that). I have gotten mostly positive feedback, which makes me feel amazing and sends me smiling ear to ear, especially if someone gives specific positive feedback. Negative feedback on the other hand sends waves of irritation streaming through my blood. There were only a couple that were negative, and after being in multiple creative writing workshops in my life, I have the innate need to defend my work. I've been letting this simmer for a couple of weeks now and I think it's time to share.
1. I proof read this piece over and over again. If there is a misspelled/misused word, incorrect punctuation, or something else, I obviously missed it. I'm sorry. No one is perfect. If it bothers you or you want to help me improve my writing, please email me at tinarazz@yahoo.com and tell me where the errors are, I will be happy to fix them. I too, have not earned a single penny from writing and cannot afford to pay someone to edit my work.
2. This is NOT part of some larger story. I have had many people say that they would like, "more". There is no more. I also do not feel that it ended abruptly, 911 was obviously called, the little boy was secluded from everyone else, and we find out he likes fire trucks. Does it really matter where the knife hit the clown, how serious his injuries were, if he is alive?
3. I too, have worked with individuals who have autism. I am sorry if this specific story upsets anyone. This is one, FICTIONAL, character. He in no way represents anyone I have ever known or heard of. I did not set out to scare anyone, but rather illustrate how misunderstood he is by the people around him, including his parents. There are many people who are misunderstood in the world. I just wanted the opportunity to get inside this particular character's head.
Well that just about covers it. I miss the ability to have the dialog with my readers. I appreciate feedback. It means someone cared.
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