I'm always pleased to have someone read my work, it gives me thrills to 
know that someone is moved by my words and the images that I paint with 
them.
I don't overly pimp my work, I don't want to force anyone 
out there to read my words if they don't want to, I'd rather they read 
them because they were generally interested rather than from a sense of 
duty.
My long time friend from Uni Emma read my work recently and
 she enjoyed it and that's lovely, but the needy irrational part of my 
brain says that Emma only likes it because she's your friend.  What a 
lovely brain I have.  That is beside the point, Emma passed on some of 
my work to one of her friends who I don't know, I can't know as they 
live in Australia and Emma then passed on her assessment of my writing 
back to me.
At first, I was dismayed, I like to have a semblance 
of control as to who get's to read at the moment, I know I'm deluding 
myself but I cling to it non-the-less. I get butterflies when I let 
people I know read it anyway, because I feel deep down I want people to 
like me and like what I do.
This is what the friend of a friend wrote:
From
 someone who loves writing, I think your friend has a way of just going 
straight into the heart of the readers and just leaving a mark.  That’s 
how I felt while I was reading her two pieces.
I like how it’s 
almost feel like real- the characters and that you can feel their pain. I
 don’t know her but I think she likes to write about pain and hope, and 
strength. Very intuitive.
She also has a rich depth of 
vocabulary. I always think it’s very hard to describe something- a 
place, a person, a movement, etc. to the point Where the readers can 
feel that you’re actually witnessing it, but she has it. 
The 
only thing that I think might be worth revisiting are some of the 
sentences can be really long, and can be a bit distracting.. but that’s 
about it.." 
For a while I thought I had lost the ability to 
write and to write something convincingly but then I thought: if I can 
move someone I've never met; who has no vested interest in being nice 
about my work then maybe there's some actual talent there and I just 
need to apply it.
Yes I have a long way to go, my punctuation and
 grammar can get a little sketchy but at the heart of what makes a piece
 of fiction interesting, apparently, that is something I can do.
I'm
 still not going to pimp my work overly, I'm sure you don't want to hear
 me banging on all the time, but I'm going to post more of it and I'm 
going to hone the skills I've got.
I can empathize ... I once had the dubious honour of reading out a short story for a local radio station. Two thousand words later, many retakes, drinks and accidental burps, the sound engineer said ... 'Wow!'
ReplyDeleteI wandered in a daze for a week, just saying 'Wow'.
:D
Performing your own work is something else too, a long time ago I performed some poems at an open Mic night, I got invited back and asked to do a slot and got paid!
DeleteNearly died at that.