This is an incredibly good read, and I encourage any horror authors to take a look at it.
Writing is one of the most personally punishing of the professions we could choose. We learn in a vacuum, taught by other people who are also feeling their way along because those “in the know” haven’t a clue on how to tell us what they want without belittling our every effort.
So how do we “preserve” what we do if we cannot get published? When you are ready to look back on your Life’s Work, will it be with an eye to the next winter’s fire, hidden in an attic, or bequeathed to a reluctant relative?
Who will know what you wrote? And what if it’s not that it was “bad” – it was simply not in style when written?
The Same Thing Happened – to LOVECRAFT
I am not saying that we are the best judges of our work, or that an unsuspecting public deserves to be inundated with…
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