Do you ever have one of those days where you are hit in the face with the fact that you may not be good at something you enjoy doing? In fact, you may be horrible at it? Ugh. These thoughts surround me lately as I’m finishing up the third draft of my novel. I love the characters, I love the plot…but I hate the way it sounds. I feel that it’s elementary level writing, and it very well may be, but some days, I’m pretty sure a 10 year old could write better descriptions than I. For instance, I am irritated by how often ALL my characters “Smirk”. It’s amazing that I never picked up on it before. I hate even more that I cannot figure out how to show what they are doing, other than by saying “He(She) smirked.” BORING.
I’d love to know if other writers suffer from this sort of self torture often? 😉
On a positive note…you cannot really screw up reading and knitting so…if all else fails, I’ll knit myself a blanket to hide under in embarrassment from working these past two years on something I’ll never show to a single soul…;)