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Post by funkdooby on Sept 24, 2008 19:25:55 GMT
I was published numerous times under a large number of pseudonyms. Gawd knows how, almost everything I wrote was dreadful. I find it depressing that genuinely talented people find it so hard to get into print.
In 2001 I took everything I'd ever written (handwritten stuff, typed MSS and floppy discs) and burned the lot. I have never felt any inclination to write again since then.
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Post by Dr Terror on Sept 25, 2008 13:30:52 GMT
" RETIRED AUTHOR HAPPY SLAPPED BY BLACK MAGIC EDITOR
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Post by sasastro on Sept 25, 2008 15:43:44 GMT
I was published numerous times under a large number of pseudonyms. Gawd knows how, almost everything I wrote was dreadful. I find it depressing that genuinely talented people find it so hard to get into print. In 2001 I took everything I'd ever written (handwritten stuff, typed MSS and floppy discs) and burned the lot. I have never felt any inclination to write again since then. I think that's a damn shame (I'm about to go all psychological on you lot) The results of your creative endeavours, ie your writing, are a bit like your children. You want them to be perfect. But in life nothing is perfect, you just do the best you can. Even with real talent the author will never be satisfied, but if you are talented why not let the reader be the judge? (I don't think I've read anyone's writing here so I don't know how talented you lot are.) OK sermon over
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Post by funkdooby on Sept 25, 2008 18:06:22 GMT
The only things I really regret not having are my finished novel The Horrors and two short stories - Silamena and Spiral Insana. Many of the others I still have in the small press mags/fanzines they appeared in.
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Post by Craig Herbertson on Sept 25, 2008 18:23:41 GMT
I understand funky. I've considered destroying all my manuscripts over the last few months. Its just somethign that sweeps over you.
I've already left my unfinished sequel to School in a cafe and on one occasion it dropped out of the car and I only found it by pure chance. I was trying to think where I'd left it and it suddenly occurred to me that I'd accidentally driven with the boot open and it might have fallen out. I retraced my steps three days later and finally found the bag with the manuscript in a skip behind the train station. Someone had pissed on it so, all in all, I was oscillating between emotions when I found it. I decided all the losses were subliminal attempts to ditch the thing. I can quite explain why anyone should spend years writing and then decide it has to go but I know I have felt the emotion
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Post by corpsecandle on Oct 6, 2008 16:31:42 GMT
I would be more than happy if I had enough stuff published for me to be able to look back on early work and feel emabarssed,at the moment I am just enjoying getting published AT ALL.
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