Oookay, it has been a long time since any kind of a post, especially a behind the stories one! Which means, you can read the latest one titled Slivers. (And share and like and whatever if you liked it. 🙂
Now, I wouldn’t take too much of your time explaining the content of the story simply because I think it speaks for itself.
However, I would gladly read your opinions in the comments!
In short, it’s a clear (character?) development that everyone – inclusively – goes through in life one way or another. But! What really important about this story is that it was actually written for a short story contest. No, actually not, when I started writing it I just felt so dang exhausted and exploited that it somehow just started to write itself and then I worked more on it to be qualified for the contest. So I’m just going to keep going with that. But still…
The three best stories won money and the twenty best stories – including the first three – got landed on pubic advertising boards across the country. Imagine this! How awesome would it be to be published like that especially for the very first time! Needless to say, my story couldn’t make it to the twenty. And it hurt a lot because I thought that this is the best I have ever written so far. Actually it is. And it all felt in vain. I admit it I let myself mourn over it a bit because while I was waiting for the results, I started working on another story for another contest with so much passion that I have not felt in years and it ruined it all for me. I didn’t want to sit and write regardless of the fact that I haven’t written anything in years and I was motivated enough to come up with two different ideas at least due to this contest. I just didn’t like how it felt. I didn’t want to be run down by this, it just seemed useless and it completely took away the fun of it. One single contest…really?? No. I’m not even sure if they read every submission at all to be honest.
Then I remembered why I had created this blog. I did this because I didn’t want to sit and wait for someone to decide if my stories worth to be shared I just wanted them to be shared. No, actually they want themselves to be shared. They always do… Needless to say it always feels good if you get acknowledged or appreciated for what you are doing…BUT I started to write for my own sake, to feel free and to get rid of everyday stress and to understand more of myself and my anxiety. Rethinking about this calmed me down and regained interest in my stories. So basically, I won.
Now, I’m hesitant if I should participate in that other contest or not because I don’t want to focus on whether I win or lose but I’d rather focus on creating something that has ME in it. Full caps. Yes, that’s it. That’s the most important. Guess this is also part of the learning process. Either way, I’m not saying that now I’m going to post to my blog twice a week but doing some more creative work is the plan and to find the fun in it again and then…we’ll see the rest.
Now if you haven’t done so go and read Slivers! 🙂