At least not when it comes to writing my blog. I have to admit, I've been a bit of a slacker on the writing front lately. However, Rob came home for R&R, which allows a reprieve from writing. Then I went to California to visit my brother. While I did write a bit on the plane, it wasn't enough to make up for the lost month or so. Oh well.
Rob began to read my novel, he was interested, but he asked to wait to finish it until he got home because it was sad. Which I agreed with and to. Sadly, he hadn't gotten to the saddest part. Question of the day (and yes I am looking for input) Can a book be too sad for too long, where no one will want to read it?
I have written a couple of short stories/poems in my in between time. It never seems like too much commitment to write a poem, but I'm sure they're all bad. At least that's what I think about poems after taking the poetry workshop in college. I thought poetry was open and broad and could be whatever you made it. My professor made it seem otherwise, and I could never get what he wanted. Why is what one person wants necessarily right anyway? Maybe my B poem to him would be and A+ to someone else. ?
I have found another conundrum in my story, which I swore I fixed already. The time issue. I found today as I was trying to figure out how old one of my characters was in relation to the other at a certain time that I was off by ten years in some places and five in other. For the record, I made a timeline to prevent this problem. Obviously it didn't work.
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