Holding debates in my head
Jan. 19th, 2012 06:12 pmSo the arguing with myself yesterday? I turned it into a mini-story. Then I had another crisis of confidence today. I find that by writing out exactly what the critic in my head is saying, it makes me realize how much of a bully he is, and how flimsy some of his arguments are.
Cast of Characters:
1. CRITIC: Inner Editor, That Nagging Voice In The Back Of Your Head That Tells You How Much You Suck. Appears in my head as a sharply-dressed stick figure made out of silver wires.
2. PHILOCTETES: the Muse, Inspiration, Source of Plot Bunnies (named after the satyr from Hercules, not the play by Socrates, unfortunately. I have no idea why my brain decided that this was an appropriate name.) I picture him looking kind of like a chubby Gumby.
3. WRITER, the one who does the actual writing. Critic and Philoctetes are the angel and devil on his shoulder. Appearing something like the guy on the bottom left.
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( In Which Critic and Philoctetes Have A Debate )
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( In Which Critic Is A Dick About Fanfiction )
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Sometimes my inner critic has good advice to offer, but he thinks that I should just start over with Nixtamal entirely now that I stopped getting awesome new ideas for the novel for a few thousand words. It's one of those times when Inner Critic as stupid as Philoctetes, and one of the few times when I'm the one who has the right idea to just keep plugging along.
And once my inner writer realized how stupid some of Inner Critic's arguments were, I was able to move on with life and continue writing. I'm really enjoying it so far, and I think I'm not doing such as a bad job of it after all. It's rather nice to just go with it for the hell of it.
Cast of Characters:
1. CRITIC: Inner Editor, That Nagging Voice In The Back Of Your Head That Tells You How Much You Suck. Appears in my head as a sharply-dressed stick figure made out of silver wires.
2. PHILOCTETES: the Muse, Inspiration, Source of Plot Bunnies (named after the satyr from Hercules, not the play by Socrates, unfortunately. I have no idea why my brain decided that this was an appropriate name.) I picture him looking kind of like a chubby Gumby.
3. WRITER, the one who does the actual writing. Critic and Philoctetes are the angel and devil on his shoulder. Appearing something like the guy on the bottom left.
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( In Which Critic and Philoctetes Have A Debate )
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( In Which Critic Is A Dick About Fanfiction )
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Sometimes my inner critic has good advice to offer, but he thinks that I should just start over with Nixtamal entirely now that I stopped getting awesome new ideas for the novel for a few thousand words. It's one of those times when Inner Critic as stupid as Philoctetes, and one of the few times when I'm the one who has the right idea to just keep plugging along.
And once my inner writer realized how stupid some of Inner Critic's arguments were, I was able to move on with life and continue writing. I'm really enjoying it so far, and I think I'm not doing such as a bad job of it after all. It's rather nice to just go with it for the hell of it.