Thank you very much. I feel very guilty for distracting you from the moving, though!
Heh, you've cunningly spotted where I wussed out on good descriptors. I will have to fix that, you're my idea of what a reader should be, and if it jumps out at you, it's bad.
And yes, I am a guilty and inveterate POV switcher; I blame growing up on French New Wave cinema, or Umberto Eco, or possibly my five-second attention span. Sorry, what were you saying? When this was a short story I didn't mind that, but I think now it has following chapters, I need to go back and reread and rethink whether I want to keep some choppiness, or let the narrative have more flow.
As to gruesome (or not so) details, I cannot write a graphic sex scene without sarcasm to save my life. And no one likes sarcasm in the bedroom or on the dining room table. Therein lies a tale of twentysomething woe in RL ... One too many years of the Literary Review's Bad Sex Prize and any possibilty of even tasteful detail is destroyed. If you have not encountered the Lit Review, it is a wonderful magazine run by bad, wicked people.
Thanks again, I'm quite buoyed by that. I'll tighten it up and then face my last frontier: the fic archive. The end of the larger occurred to me today, no multi-hundred-thousand word excursions for this story!
Good luck with the move. And after tomorrow night, I am free for any editing you may still require. (It's my cunning plan to read your stuff early, subtle, no?)
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Date: 2007-08-31 03:30 pm (UTC)Heh, you've cunningly spotted where I wussed out on good descriptors. I will have to fix that, you're my idea of what a reader should be, and if it jumps out at you, it's bad.
And yes, I am a guilty and inveterate POV switcher; I blame growing up on French New Wave cinema, or Umberto Eco, or possibly my five-second attention span. Sorry, what were you saying? When this was a short story I didn't mind that, but I think now it has following chapters, I need to go back and reread and rethink whether I want to keep some choppiness, or let the narrative have more flow.
As to gruesome (or not so) details, I cannot write a graphic sex scene without sarcasm to save my life. And no one likes sarcasm in the bedroom or on the dining room table. Therein lies a tale of twentysomething woe in RL ... One too many years of the Literary Review's Bad Sex Prize and any possibilty of even tasteful detail is destroyed. If you have not encountered the Lit Review, it is a wonderful magazine run by bad, wicked people.
Thanks again, I'm quite buoyed by that. I'll tighten it up and then face my last frontier: the fic archive. The end of the larger occurred to me today, no multi-hundred-thousand word excursions for this story!
Good luck with the move. And after tomorrow night, I am free for any editing you may still require. (It's my cunning plan to read your stuff early, subtle, no?)