This weekend was not a very good weeked for me (I know, I know...How many times are you going to say this? Why can't you think of anything new? Go out a get a life for christ sakes!
But you have to understand why I'm complaining like this.
I recently read something that caught my attention stating that in order to promote your writing, you have to at least post some sort of short stories so the readers can read your work and if they like it, they will go out and buy your book whenever you can find a literary agent and a publisher who loves your book so much that it deserves reconigiton (with a few revisions of course).
Well, this weekend I tried to write a short story that was based on a very popular theme: Christmas. The short story was going to be called The Voodoo Elves and it was supposed to be about the main characters in The Electric eel Bandit going back to the U.S. to stop a bunch of elves from killing children and taking all of their christmas presents for themselves. Pretty Cool idea right?
I thought so too...but then I wrote the first page and tore it up into pieces.
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to make a second attempt at this but I don't think that I'm going to do the story based on a theme, especially one that involves 'the christmas spirit' since Christmas is just around the corner. I think that it's too much pressure for me to handle at this point.
Anyways, I came up with two new short story ideas (That could possibly turn into books if people are interested) that both fall in the YA category. Since I've shared way too much information with my failed idea of writing a short story, I'm going to keep those two to myself.
In other news, please don't be afraid of what I put up in the title of my entry today. I'm not thinking about harming myself in any way, shape or form. The reason why I'm going into a state of SLIGHT depression is because I'm confused about what to expect from all of the agents blogs I've been reading lately. There are so many things to be expected from an author. I just don't know what to do with myself.
Until next time.