what if my writing is bad, aka fuck that bullshit
Okay, so you want to write things. Many things. Beautiful things! Things that seem so awesome in your head! But you have just one tiny, itty-bitty problem:
Everything you write is total, complete shit. It’s so shit you want to print it out just so you can set it on fire so nobody else will ever see it. Maybe someone told you your writing was shit. Maybe you have a bad writing habit or something that plagues you constantly (mine is typos. Horrible, horrible typos). Maybe your idea is so awesome that you’re afraid you’ll ruin it. Well, I have a awesome, wonderful news just for you. One of those secrets that people forget to share. Here it goes:
Writing crap is good for you.
You don’t believe me. Crap is crap! Writing isn’t worth it if all you’re going to write is crap, right? Wrong. Fucking wrong. Fuck that shit so hard. Fuck it until it burns. Writing crap is good for you. Crap is the fertilizer in which your ideas grow. Your shitty first draft will become a beautiful flower, even if it takes many washings to get the stink off. What is crap now can be remade into not crap later, even if that later is much, much later.
Or maybe your crap isn’t worth rewriting. Maybe it’s just best to bury it quietly, with a fond farewell or a bottle of whiskey. You know what? It still did you good to write it. Crap today will improve your writing in the future. It will! You’ll learn where your strengths are. You’ll improve your weaknesses. You’ll reuse ideas you buried, or retweak them in ways you like.
Don’t be afraid to write crap. Don’t feel bad if you think you are writing crap. Everyone writes crap. Your favorite book had a shitty first draft. Your favorite authors had bad writing days. The journalist you admire had her stories rejected. The blogger you follow left his shitty posts on the drawing board.
Everyone writes crap. Don’t let it stop you from writing at all.
Reminder! (X-Men Remix deadline)
This is your reminder that assignments for X-Men Remix are due a week from today, May 26th 11:59 PDT. Anyone who has not turned in their assignment by then will be automatically defaulted. There will be NO EXTENSIONS. That said, if you are defaulted but manage to finish before June 2, we encourage you to go ahead and upload your fic/art to the collection anyway.
In order to upload your assignment, make sure you are signed onto AO3, then go to the url http://archiveofourown.org/users/yourusernamehere/assignments and click the “Fulfill” button. This should get you started. Most of the upload page is self-explanatory, but we do want to remind you that you should make sure to check the box that says “This work is a remix, a translation, or was inspired by another work,” and then fill in the information for the original fix/art that you remixed. If you any trouble with uploading your fic/art to AO3, please leave a comment on lj or dw, send me an ask on tumblr, or email the mod account at email@example.com, and we will be glad to help you!
Also, we are still looking for more potential pinch hitters. We have no idea how many pinch hits we’re going to have, so we’d like to get as many people on the list as possible. If you think there’s any possibility you would be willing to pinch hit, please post on DW or LJ or email the mod account at firstname.lastname@example.org. There is no obligation for you to take a pinch hit if you’re on the list, so again, please sign up if there’s any chance you might be interested in pinch hitting.
An open note to readers of fanfic
Sometimes I stare at the computer screen when the words don’t want to come and I think, “Fuck, who am I kidding? This is terrible writing, and this story is shit, and no one cares, anyway.” And I close the window and go do something else.
But every now and then I get an amazing, heartfelt, beautiful comment from someone who loved something I wrote, and it reminds me that, at least for that one person, I did write something worthwhile. And so I open the window again and I write one sentence, and then another, and then I start to find my way again.
So on behalf of all fanfic writers everywhere, I want to say thank you, thank you so much, to all of the readers who take the time to leave a comment and tell us that something we wrote mattered to you, that it brightened your day or made you laugh or cry or get horny or whatever.
Please don’t think we’re ever bothered by your comment, or that we don’t want to hear it, or that what you have to say isn’t important enough. It means so, so much. And on some days, it’s what keeps us going.
Reblogging because the app did that annoying reblog-as-a-link thing. Also to add that I feel the same way about kudos and bookmarks and like any sign of reader enjoyment at all.
I wanted to write this to tell other women that the decision to have a mastectomy was not easy. But it is one I am very happy that I made. My chances of developing breast cancer have dropped from 87 percent to under 5 percent. I can tell my children that they don’t need to fear they will lose me to breast cancer.
It is reassuring that they see nothing that makes them uncomfortable. They can see my small scars and that’s it. Everything else is just Mommy, the same as she always was. And they know that I love them and will do anything to be with them as long as I can. On a personal note, I do not feel any less of a woman. I feel empowered that I made a strong choice that in no way diminishes my femininity.
By ANGELINA JOLIE
Writing series is stupid and hard.
I really hate writing series. You decide on one thing early on, and write it and post it, and then later you want to write something else or do something else, but that earlier story is still there contradicting what you want to do now. This has happened to me with every series I have attempted to write.
Or maybe you have this great, epic idea for a sequel you want to write to a fic you already wrote, but it takes you ages and ages to get to it, and by the time you’re maybe ready to write it, you’re not nearly as interested in the characterizations or backstory as set up in the first story or two, and thus can’t write the sequel without retconning all the things. (This is the reason why I am probably not ever going to get around to writing more Replay ‘verse stories, much as I want to jump forty years ahead and write about Erik and Marie the second time around, and how everyone reacts to the Cure, and more time travel, and all this stuff that is truly awesome inside my head. It’s not going to happen unless I go back and, like, remix Replay/Numbers in a way that works for me now, and there is no damned way I am doing that again, I already wrote that story twice.)
So, series are hard. Every time you set something down into being canon for your ‘verse, you risk not liking it later, and then you have to either live with it and work with it or retcon it. But you can’t not make decisions, because then there is no story and no series.
In conclusion, WAH. When I have finished the FotB series and the other sequel thing I have in the works, I am just going to stick with one-shots and resist the lure to series things. :/