This week has been exceedingly difficult, just because things are piling up at work. It’s my day job to write, and that’s an entirely different game than writing for yourself.
There’s the personal editing and struggle I go through just to get to something I want to share with the team.
Then, it gets ripped apart and analyzed by everyone on my team. Then, after that, it goes to the clients for further review and scrutiny. Hopefully at the end of it all the work is much better than it would have been, but it’s a slog trying to get it done.
Which made me think, I wonder how much of my fiction writing could improve if it was subject to the same level of critique.
I think it might, but at the same time, it’d be impossible to achieve. The reason writing for a client gets beaten around so much is because ultimately, it’s their words living somewhere. No one looks at my client’s website and thinks “Oh, that Jeff. He’s such a hack.” They see my client’s business, and no one really knows that I’m attached to it.
With my fiction writing, it is my name attached to it. The only one who can care enough to make it better or worse is myself.
Looks like I’m on my own.
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