“Hey, you don’t do those New Yorker cartoon things anymore.”
“Hey, what happened to those Friday Fictioneers things?”
“No more movie reviews? How will I know what to watch?”
“Those Language Pet Peeves. That shit rocks!”
“Those Language Pet Peeves. You’re better than that.”
“You are brilliant.”
“I read your short stories, why don’t you ever read my blog?”
“I was on your blog. What happened? It used to be – good.”
This feels very trite and deserving of an eye roll, but I’m in the midst of something that’s kind of like a chrysalis moment. I’ve been listening to advice and suggestions from various people. No, not the ones who said “You suck.” Others. The ones whom I’ve asked for writing advice, and even those of whom I have not asked advice but generously offered. They have told me things that I’ve ignored.
One thing I have often been good at is knowing when I don’t know something, knowing when I need to turn to someone else for assistance. Not only do I need to evaluate their excellent writing advice, but I also need to package it correctly, add a little bit, and then pass that on to those who are willing to listen. It’s good, and it came from good people. And if it is good enough for me, then it is good enough for me to share with others who might be following behind me. BTW – if you’re following behind me, I suggest you see what happened to the trombone players in the parade scene in Animal House.
Even just writing this much seems self serving, but it’s necessary.
I’ll explain in a day or two. Until then, Happy Friday.