“Read Me, Seymore”

The Parody Gods are frowning at me now, but I couldn’t help it.  It was the most appropriate quote I could twist to fit this morning’s musings. Ahem, Parody Gods, if you’ll please just skip over the title…and this picture…I’m sure you’ll find the rest of this more to your liking…

I am compelled to write.  There’s no getting around that.  In times of living, be it stress filled, joy filled, or just plain filled with the mundane minutia that is day-to-day (wow, I’m feeling exceptionally verbose this morning), I inevitably find myself putting words to page.  Most of what I write will more than likely never be read.  At least until after I’m dead and in the settling of my final affairs at the estate in Tahiti, folks come across the yellowed, faded, journals of my youth.  But you know what I’m saying – there’s a ton of my writing that was written strictly for the release of thought.  My muse and other personalities with whom I share this physical form, must all have their say other wise they keep me up at night.  Well, truth be told, they wake me regardless.  I find though that if I write what they’re saying, they shut up faster.

I’m sorry, here’s the point.  The writing I produce for public consumption isn’t being consumed by as many people as I would like.  I consistently receive the support of friends who will occasionally read what I force upon them with pleas to provide feedback.  A few of them even bought my first ever self-published book. Poor publication that it was, and no, I’m not being hyper critical.  I sold 50 copies of what amounted to being the proof copy the printer gave me.  Yeah, lessons learned big time.  It was chock full of formatting errors, a few poorly written sentences, and (gasp)…grammatical glitches.  I shudder at the thought.  But bless my friends, they didn’t utter a peep.  Not to me, and as far as I know, not to anyone else.  In other words, there was no ground swelling, word-of-mouth promoted, clamoring for my next book.   I now worry that I made such a poor impression with the first book, that my friends are embarrassed to suggest my work to anyone.  Every now and again, I worry that the writing itself is what turned them off.  If you’re a writer, you know how thoroughly the inner critic can stomp your confidence into dust.

All of this leads me to believe that with my third manuscript, I’ve got to step up on several levels.  The finished product has to be as close to print perfection as possible.  The story must transport my readers into the fictional reality I’ve written until with some small regret, they read the last sentence and return to the reality of their own lives.  I must also find that magic combination of promotional and distribution venues that then places the book within easy reach of everyone on the planet, for surely, this work of art will be of such greatness that my readers will tell their friends to run, post-haste, and purchase a copy of my book – sure to be available in hard back, paperback, and for download to the latest e-reading gadget.  Then, once their friends give in to their incessant nagging and read it for themselves, they too will rush forward singing my book’s praises.  And thus, my career will take off!

It could happen.

Okay, really.  The REAL point I’m trying to make is that I write to be read.  Not for fame or fortune, but for the sheer joy I get when someone reads my work and tells me how they feel about it.  Not everyone whose read what I put down has liked it.  From teachers to strangers, I’ve gotten scathing critiques; folks who told me point-blank, “don’t quit your day job.”  I don’t know if it’s because I’m “thick-skinned” or what, but at no point did their ugly comments make me doubt my writing.  I can say with great conviction, my writing is the one thing about me that I have undying confidence in.  I KNOW I CAN.  I was happy that they’d taken the time to read it and voice an opinion.  Whether they liked it, understood it, or not, didn’t matter.

Granted, I don’t necessarily want to be inundated with, “your writing sucks.”  But by that same token, the response would indicate that what I’d written had been read.  And that my friends, is what this is all about.   I have an insatiable need to be read.  So please, for the love of all that is written, “read me…” – ha, I couldn’t resist.  The Parody Gods are frowning again, aren’t they.  Ahem…what I meant to ask was, if you read this or any of my entries, please use the comment section the same as you would a guest book.  Leave a name, a comment, a suggestion, anything indicating your thoughts about what I’ve written.  That way, I will know someone besides me was here.  If you leave a link to your website or blog, I’ll get the opportunity to satisfy one of my other insatiable needs, the need to read how others are utilizing this great craft.  I’ll be sure to return the favor with a comment of my own.

(And if you find that you enjoyed this, by all means use the links around the blog to connect to even more of my writing 🙂 )

11 thoughts on ““Read Me, Seymore”

  1. Hey. You’re not alone. I’d love to be read more. I’ve finished my first novel and now I’m in the process of getting it critiqued. Keep writing and I’ll read your stuff when I’m able.

  2. It’s called ‘The Fate of Milton Tuttle’. It’s the story of a middle-aged man whose bored with his life and desperately wants to end it but finds it impossible to do so. Every attempt ends in failure and a visit from a friend named Moira. He eventually finds a reason for living when he takes in a young runaway girl named Parker, who happens to be on the run from a pair of nasty criminals. Oh, and Moira… no one else can see or hear her. She’s either a schizophrenic delusion or a singular manifestation of the Greek Fates.

  3. You know I always read and am probably one of your most challenging critics but do appreciate your work. You are a talented writer and indeed finding that one place where your product will be engulfed by avid readers is the challenge. Your work fits a special niche, one that many would not want to admit they indulge in. Keep up the writing and the rest will fall into place… I trust that it will because you’ll will it into being. (as will the rest of your adoring fans!)

    1. Lia – you have no idea how comforting it is to have such a loyal reader, and friend (and editor). I appreciate it so much and you provide such insight….as a writer, there is nothing greater than to have someone in your corner who can be objective and smart :-). Thank you!!

  4. Thanks for the article. I needed it this morning! I have a novella being hashed out through the Macon Writers Group, and I’m having to stay patient and not submit it for publication too soon. I can’t wait to see what other people outside of the group think of it once it’s finally “out there” for people to buy and read.
    Take care, and best of luck in your endeavors. 🙂

    1. Hi Chris. Thanks for taking the time to stop by and chat. Tell me more about your novella. I self-published two book, but I’m really taking time with this third one. I’m telling you, there’s very little that comes close to having your first work published and in the hands of a purchasing stranger :-).

      Keep up the good work and I look forward to hearing more about how things go as you work through the publication process.

      1. It’s a science fiction story set in the 2060’s and revolves around a form of time travel that has the government think that there is more to it than what the Chinese-Indian owned company is disclosing. I’m likely to go with the self-publication route, although I’m unsure of which publication outfit would be best from both a ‘reaching the widest target audience’ and ‘return on my investment of a good portion of my life’ standpoint. Since the next review by the Macon Writers Group will be in January, I’m shooting to have it ready for publication sometime in February.
        Thanks for the encouragement, and good luck in your endeavors. 🙂

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