I know it's wrong to constantly seek validation, especially when it comes to writing. But do you think that maybe I'm still wanting it, well, to the point that it's affecting my writing (I either write poorly or I don't write at all)?
Silver,
I feel you so much on this. I'm going through it right now.
I wish there was some magic button I could push that would reset my self-consciousness and self-doubt to neutral and get back to writing. Most of a time, it's a struggle to manually push it there.
I have to wonder if part of it is all tangled up in the addiction of insta!feedback one usually gets from writing and posting fanfiction. When writing fanfiction (at least for me) it was taking off all the controls and locks and just writing for the love of it. Within the narrow confines of a pre-determined canon, you could do so much.
When I transitioned from fanfiction to writing original stuff, suddenly I felt like I was locked down. Now I had to worry about all the things. I didn't have the stable base of a pre-existing canon world. Or pre-existing characters. It is all me. It is all on me.
And I occasionally get overwhelmed by it. I feel naked. I have no 'crutches' to lean on. It's all me. And since there's the issues of copyright and not putting my original stuff out there to get feedback, something...anything that can give me the fur fluffing the ego needs, it's scary. I feel like I'm shouting in a soundproof room. Muffled and unresponsive.
And I don't have anyone to talk to about it. Sure, I whine to my friends and they (rightly so) bap me on the nose, tell me I'm good and shove me back in front of the monitor to keep writing but it's ... it's not the same.
So I doubt my ability to do this. Every day. Every day I sit down and I'm almost in tears over 'can I even do this?' It was crippling me.
And this is me yesterday, not just last week/last month/last year. Yesterday.
I was so frustrated and tired and scared, I finally decided to do something, Good Gawdikens,
anything to get the fingers moving so I didn't have another day wasted with all my self-doubt.
I have gmail so I fired up gdrive, opened a new doc page (triple checked it was set to private) and started writing fanfiction.
But not just any fanfiction. This is the Granddaddy brain dump of all brain dumps. I'm tearing up the canon world, I'm butchering characterizations left, right and center. When I'm done yakking on the page, it won't even be recognizable as fanfiction for a fandom except in the name of the characters and world elements only.
It's irreverent, it's an emotional/psychological mess and it won't be anything I would dare to show the fandom. I'm writing it and deliberately not seeking out fandom validation. No one in their right mind would take my mess and try. It's dreadful in every conceivable way.
I have the safety net of canon, I have the freedom of an original author. I'm weaning myself from fandom interaction and input. And I'm having a hell of a good time doing it.
Where was I going with this? Simply: Even though I'm trotting out every distasteful kink and trope and cliche I can think of, dumping it in the pot with butchered characterizations and mangled canon world information, sprinkling it liberally with the spice Mary Sues and Gary Stus...I read what I wrote yesterday and I can see it is good.
I'm not some sucky dreck-spewer. I am actually telling a good story beneath all the issues I have heaped on it.
This won't be something I try to scrub and sell. Smacks too closely to John Ringo**, and he's a big selling writer that can get away with it.
It's something that I'll pull out every day and write on for no other purpose than because I want to. Not because I have to with all the expectations of wanting to be a 'real writer' and all the (self-inflicted) heavy baggage that can come with that. I
want to.
And usually, half way through some half-baked of an idea of a scene, while the mangled characters are doing whatever thing I have them doing, I get glimmers of ideas of what to do on the WiP I'm working on.
I bring up my WiP and I work a while. I work until the self-doubt creeps back in and I flip over to my brain-yak. Work out the issues, get my self confidence back and the over to the WiP to get more done.
Clumsy? Yeah. Procrastination? Eh...depends. I do go back to my WiP to work and perhaps one day I won't need this crutch. Today I do and I think all that matters is whatever tips and tricks I can yank out of my toolbox to get just
one sentence further along in my WiP is considered a good day.
And remember that no matter what I write on my WiP, it will be miles above what I'm yakking on the page with my 'fanfiction. And my fanfiction is actually written pretty well, all things considered. Even with all the warts.
**
John Ringo. How best to explain this? Go to books to make my flist's heads explode: John Ringo and read the long post written by David Hines. Won't lie to you, this one post has deeply affected me. I read it from time to time as a reminder that not everything we write should be for public consumption, nor does it have to be. That was very freeing for me.