There are people who crave it. People who look for it. People who spend week-ends wallowing in it.
Silence can be a good thing -- but not after you've read your first chapter of your MS to a critique group.
I went to a new one tonight. They do not require a period of waiting, as some groups do, so I brought Ch. 1 of 'Blue,' and read it to them.
There was silence. A long period of silence. Longer than I had anticipated. In fact, I had not even expected silence.
Oh dear God! There is that expectation thing again! Back to the Four Agreements, Sharron......
After what seemed like hours, but was probably only seconds, someone thought I should add a bit more description. Another comment or two and then a very polite, thank you for reading to us.
I am trying not to be....
Hell - I'm discouraged. I want to chuck 'Blue' and chuck writing and chuck just everything.
I'll get over it. Thank God.
Writing sucks. Not real writing. Real writing is fun and suspenseful and euphoric.
The writing process - the part after the book or the chapter or the paragraph is written - sucks.
You know I do not like to plunge into darkness here. So I won't. I'll go on writing 'Blue.' I have spent way too much time with it and have had many positive comments regarding it.
This new group was super friendly. I felt comfortable with them - til a point - but I will go back. I'm not sure if I'll bring something else to share - at least not for the next meeting. *g*
I am working on Ch. 20 of 'Blue.' There's a few things that need fleshing out. (I wish the ice cream store was open.) *g*
Life is silence.