tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071526.post114023827067469190..comments2010-02-07T12:15:13.928-08:00Comments on subVersion: One Voice Under the Radar: E-relevantC.A. Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03107360171711356723noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071526.post-1140495430736612082006-02-20T20:17:00.000-08:002006-02-20T20:17:00.000-08:00Okay, leaving aside your manic ranting that your (...Okay, leaving aside your manic ranting that your (amazing) work will never be loved...<BR/><BR/>You give it up when you start feeling that gardening would be both more fun, and ultimatly satifing. <BR/><BR/>You give it up when you begin to think you'll regret all the time spent on it. Not that you won't feel a sad/foolish if you never get published, but that you'll look back on you life an go "Feck! I could have been gardening!"<BR/><BR/>You give it up when you realize that it really was just a dream about fame and money.<BR/><BR/>If these don't apply then the question "isn't should I do this" but "what should I do next?"<BR/><BR/>--Loreeen <BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>(BTW, my mom likes to work with first-time buyers, and people with odd tastes and needs. Also I can vouch that she's honest. Do you want her number?)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18071526.post-1140374524270691242006-02-19T10:42:00.000-08:002006-02-19T10:42:00.000-08:00It is not irrelevant. Art, whether it is a story,...It is not irrelevant. Art, whether it is a story, or a movie, or music, takes an active role in shaping each of us on a regular basis. It is George Lucas making a movie that inspires some people to write about their own far away universes. It is hearing Jimmy Buffet's song about "One Particular Harbor" that makes my body release all the stress it is feeling at that moment and making my mind travel to one of any number of places other than where I am and making me feel happy. It is people writing about life during the Renessaince causing someone to think it would be a nice thing to try and, as a result, changes what she does for a living to walk around in a funny outfit with her boobs hanging out (I never commented on a blog before, can I say "boobs hanging out" on this thing?) selling beer. And it's me driving in my car and suddenly remembering that short story you wrote called Jen-ocide and thinking, wow, I'm not the only person that ever thought about dying in car accident...which reminds me that I am not so different from everyone else. So stop whining and keep writing and "sending it out" because you CANNOT tell me that when you get that letter saying "Let us give you $$$$$$$$$$ money to publish your novel and while we are at it, please write a series for us to publish and Steven Spielberg wants to option it for a movie" you are going to say "ho-hum...why should I bother?" No, you are going to be jumping up and down like the maniac you are (and we love).<BR/>It's only irrelevant if you never take the step "to do" because then you don't have a chance in hell to have an effect on anyone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com