I posted a couple of stories tonight
House Call and
A Friendly Hand . Both were responses to wrestling kinkmemes. Despite my disappointment with the memes, I had fun writing for them. In my quest for serious literary awesomeness, I sometimes (ha! all the time) get so wrapped in chasing the perfect simile that don't have any energy for the goofy fun of putting silly thoughts to text.
The stories turned out okay. And, I'm pretty much okay with that. They are what they are. Unexpectedly, though, I learned a lot about my writing self from them.
These stories, they're on par with some of my earlier stuff, like
Lucky Guess or
Catchphrase . Nothing great, nothing terrible. Just okay. The difference came in the writing of them. I struggled with
Catchphrase. I dashed off
House Call in a day. I write nothing in day! I've been working on another stories for months. Yet I produced two for the kinkmemes in a week, and they turned out okay.
Which was a relief. Not their okay-ness, but the fact that I can pull off okay. One of the things I struggle with while trying to improve my writing is the idea that I'm over-shooting my abilities. Why try for glorious prose if I haven't managed to compentency in basic prose-- am I attempting souffles before I've learned to get a decent cookie from refrigerated dough. The kinkmeme stories have their problems, I'm sure. But they're readable, understandable, not too crappy stories. I hope nothing goes CLUNK, I hope there's a lack bad phrasing and boring word choice. In short, I feel like I have basic handled to the point where looking beyond basic is a reasonable goal.
I also learned that I don't want to write that way. I'm not content with basic, even though I realize its importance. I have no interest in re-using tired phrases or going for the easy description. I want to go one step beyond. There are a couple of lines in my months-in-the-making fic that make me so much happier than
House Call and
A Friendly Hand combined. I'm not saying what I did in the months!fic is the ne plus ultra of stylism or that I won't want to write another way in the future. I'm saying that for right now, the style of writing I try for feels true. It feels like I'm saying things the way I want to say them.
I feel giddy and free about that. Not so giddy and free that I can produce slop and call it My Special Style. I know what my weaknesses are, and how little skill I have compared to all the skill that's out there. It's just good feeling like I'm on the right path.