I think that Scalzi is right in his view here. There is a drastic difference in being a master of a craft than a genius at it. It rings true to the way I look at things as well.
Just posted a thought on a friend’s Facebook post that I think I’d like to expand on here. The friend was talking (basically) about how he was annoyed that the fans of a certain person insisted that person was a genius when my friend saw that person’s output as largely just okay. I wrote: Calling…
I know, after yesterday’s post, what I should do is just post those novels up here for people to read on their own. Might make me feel better, finally giving all you readers out there something else to enjoy.
Just for shits and giggles.
But if I do that, they may remain unedited. Could all of you deal with that? All that bad writing and prose I fix before sharing these nonsensical tall tales?
Perhaps, I will. Need to think on it.
For a while now, I’ve had this idea in my head of how I wanted to come back to this blog. It involved a new story, meant as fun for all involved. Obviously, at this point, that isn’t going to happen.
Or is it? Read more
I am doing this for many different reasons, such as the fact that I don’t have access to my computer at the moment. But my loss is your gain. I present an excerpt from my current work-in-progress, While Rome Burns.
Daniels cursed under his breath. How had that kid conned him into this? He drew his service pistol and thumbed the release. The clip slid free and he counted the bullets he had left.
Six fucking bullets and at least a baker’s dozen worth of bad guys down the hall. He peaked around the corner of the hallway and saw the stairwell door shut with a click as Nathan disappeared upstairs. Turning back around, he slammed the clip home. What the hell was he going to do? Read more