Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Written thoughts

Lokking back over short stories (one of which was 22 chapters) I had written a few years ago, i find most of my writing to be sub par, everything i thought of as subtle is now glaring me in the face, like huge mistakes from my past. People have read this stuff, i never had a negative review and i would spend week agonizing over the smallest bits of dialog, and it was crap. Bleah! Thank god things on the internet can remain relatively anonymous, and i didnt get the urge to admitting to anything. I even managed to keep the bf off of it. thank god, he would have been honest and told me it was crap and i would have been heart broken.
Are we doomed to this ever maturation as writers that make all of previous work rot? Im sick of bad work coming back to haunt me.