Or, why I should never try to write a story for Fiction Writing involving the characters I hold closest to my heart, because then I will stress myself to pieces trying to make everything perfect so that there's no way anyone can hate on my babies. (It's possibly totally weird that I call my characters my 'babies', because I don't think of them as children and I hate babies. (Except for Stormageddon.) I guess it demonstrates how important they are to me? I mean, they're real to me, like Dumbledore-in-your-head, 'Of course it's all taking place in your head Harry, but why on earth should that mean it isn't real?'-type real. On a psychoanalytical level, they represent a significant, closely-kept part of my psychology and how I think and why I think and what I think about. Also, every part of it is made up. It's all based heavily in reality, but it's not
this current reality, so it's easier to dismiss, which would make me sad.
I need to develop a thicker skin, and I've come very far, and I'm fine with letting my professor read this, but if I have to show this to all of my classmates I'm gonna shit myself.
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( I know some people just aren't going to like my stylistic choices, but I NEED to be a perfectionist and make sure the characters are perfectly developed, which of course is destined to fail because I'm just not a perfect writer )~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Written in 2 days, edited in another 2. I'll report back later on how this goes over ...