Making Your Story Less Sucky 101
The story posted down below (What I Did On My Summer Vacation) is yet another one of my famous "stories in progress" which basically means that it's been around for a while, probably been untouched for a while, and yet I am not quite satisfied with it to the extent that I can call it finished.Despite its unfinished state, it was published by a small Nordic literary journal in May/June 2005. The editors assured me it was fit to be published, and against my better judgment, I signed the release forms. I have since suspected that they were simply pressed for material.
Currently, I am working on decreasing the suckage of the story with the jaunty and talented V. I don't plan on ever re-submitting it for further publication; I guess this particular editing process is more for my own peace of mind.
V and I are new at working together. I have always been leery of sharing my work, so it was only after assuring myself that this mysterious person was the very finest make and model of Muse that I sent this story with more than a little trepidation.
Between the two of us, V and I are armed with a psych degree and a philosophy degree, neither of which is currently in use other than for our witty repartee. We enjoy huge egos, Tenacious D, and a disdain for the filet o'fish. You can already tell that we are a writing partnership made in heaven.
Anyway, the consensus was that there was no "choking of the vomit" after reading the story, which I take as a positive sign. If you're interested in the other comments, read the story, and check the section further below.
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hey! thanks for dropping by my blog. i too have tonnes of stories that I cannot / donot finish. They are all up on my other blog (http://astrangemind.blogspot.com)
Choking on Vomit. I can't imagine a worse fate, actually. Well, there's probably choking on poo, but, the logistics of that... Dear Jesus.
All of my stories are unfinished...I blame it on inebriation.
Nordic literary journal, eh? That's interesting.
Unfinished projects are the bane of the creative individual.
I sometimes read crappy books and wonder how they got published. The answer is probably that they simply got finished.
That is a very depressing thought.
Phil - interesting? I guess. I actually have a copy in my possession (the editors were thoughtful enough to realize that the mag was not in Canadian circulation). Depressingly, I can pretty much only read my own contribution.
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