My name is Jane, and I'm a writer.
(Hi Jane)
I've been writing badly since 4th grade, academically since about middle school, and bordering on obsessively for about three years.
I've looked around the site, and frankly, it makes me want to cry. I feel like such an amateur here. You all are amazing. But hey, this is how you learn. Not to mention you all give wonderful advice.
Up till now, my test audiences have consisted of three kinds of people:
1) The ones who got all excited when I said I was writing a book, begged for the privilege to read it, then shrank away and lost enthusiasm when they saw the sheer mass of pages I've written.
2) Family, who finished it to be polite and offered nothing but praise
3) A boyfriend, who was a cheese-ball romantic and couldn't say anything negative
So, needless to say, I’m excited to show my work with people who share my illness.
I only have one story up right now, and it’s not done. I’m still debating as to whether I’m going to put up my 238 page masterpiece/monster and it’s now 109 page sequel. We’ll see. At the moment, unless I say otherwise, critique each work assuming that I’m attempting a short story (they’re still difficult for me. I need help staying concise).
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