If Pixar made a movie of my life, it would be called UP-itty.
I have come to the conclusion that I am out of touch with what people like.
I gave up on writing short stories a long time ago, deciding that I was more a novel writer. Editors weren't buying the kind of short story I liked to write, and I didn't enjoy the kind of short stories they liked to publish.
I'm beginning to wonder, however, if I have the same issue with novels. Most of the agents told me they loved Darkside, they just didn't think there was a market for it. I'm worried that the same may be true for The Moonlight War.
Certainly my track record with movies lately has been dismal. I loved John Carter, thought Battleship was pretty decent, and thoroughly enjoyed Rock of Ages. (I just read a review where a critic complained that Tom Cruise couldn't sing? What? Did he watch/listen to the same movie I did? He may not be a great singer, but then most of the people he tried to emulate aren't either.)
Anyway, I'm not sure what to do, because this writing thing is way too hard if I'm only writing for myself.
Maybe it's just age. Soon I'll be standing on my porch with my trousers pulled up to my nipples, waving my cane and shouting for them dang kids to get off'n my lawn.
Though seriously, I don't think there's an aspect of my life lately that's not in a state of flux.
I gave up on writing short stories a long time ago, deciding that I was more a novel writer. Editors weren't buying the kind of short story I liked to write, and I didn't enjoy the kind of short stories they liked to publish.
I'm beginning to wonder, however, if I have the same issue with novels. Most of the agents told me they loved Darkside, they just didn't think there was a market for it. I'm worried that the same may be true for The Moonlight War.
Certainly my track record with movies lately has been dismal. I loved John Carter, thought Battleship was pretty decent, and thoroughly enjoyed Rock of Ages. (I just read a review where a critic complained that Tom Cruise couldn't sing? What? Did he watch/listen to the same movie I did? He may not be a great singer, but then most of the people he tried to emulate aren't either.)
Anyway, I'm not sure what to do, because this writing thing is way too hard if I'm only writing for myself.
Maybe it's just age. Soon I'll be standing on my porch with my trousers pulled up to my nipples, waving my cane and shouting for them dang kids to get off'n my lawn.
Though seriously, I don't think there's an aspect of my life lately that's not in a state of flux.
Published on June 18, 2012 09:16
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