Or am I mad?
I once thought coffee was responsible for my weirdness in writing, so i checked myself in for a brain scan, it came back with no issues. That did not help, it only raised more doubts, was I crazy? Who can define crazy?
This is crazy, I began this site this afternoon, and it is already doing as well, if not better than my blog on Google; which has a three-month head start.
I need to be careful what I write, my stories are often scary enough to give me bad nights, and I know what is happening, can you imagine what it would be like for a person reading the story who has no idea what lies ahead?
I can get ideas from almost anywhere, sometimes I need to temper my flow, as I did with A Sailor's Love, I stopped the story, which began with a 1,500 word blog for a friend, when it reached 35,000 words as I had been working on the story for 2 1/2 years. I stopped the story, the story didn't end. I could have gone on longer, I thought it would not sell, I was correct; after 8 years it hasn't sold a copy.
No comments:
Post a Comment