More webby goodness
Okay, so... today I'm in a state of high anxiety. Why? Because. GULP. Yesterday I sent (for the first time ever) a batch of my stories to a learned person, requesting his honest feedback.
Said learned person was my English instructor in college in the 80s. I haven't seen him since that fateful day when I sold my books, vacated my apartment and tossed away plans to pursue a degree in favour of working in radio.
He was the last person to formally teach me anything in any way related to writing. He also encouraged me greatly, way back when. He thought I had potential.
So imagine how scary it is for me to show him my work... more than two decades later. I haven't had any additional schooling or instruction or even advice in the intervening years... and I've never allowed anyone to read my personal writing... except here on Flickr. That's what gave me the courage to send a few stories to my old prof. And now I'm all anxiety.
Meantime, I have hack work to do, so I'll try to forget about personal writing for now.
I just wanted to thank my Flickr friends for giving me the confidence to take one more step forward with my (always anxiety producing) scribbling.
More webby goodness
Okay, so... today I'm in a state of high anxiety. Why? Because. GULP. Yesterday I sent (for the first time ever) a batch of my stories to a learned person, requesting his honest feedback.
Said learned person was my English instructor in college in the 80s. I haven't seen him since that fateful day when I sold my books, vacated my apartment and tossed away plans to pursue a degree in favour of working in radio.
He was the last person to formally teach me anything in any way related to writing. He also encouraged me greatly, way back when. He thought I had potential.
So imagine how scary it is for me to show him my work... more than two decades later. I haven't had any additional schooling or instruction or even advice in the intervening years... and I've never allowed anyone to read my personal writing... except here on Flickr. That's what gave me the courage to send a few stories to my old prof. And now I'm all anxiety.
Meantime, I have hack work to do, so I'll try to forget about personal writing for now.
I just wanted to thank my Flickr friends for giving me the confidence to take one more step forward with my (always anxiety producing) scribbling.