You see, I have two older sisters. One I live with (we'll call her C) and one I don't (we'll call her K).
C, whom I reside with, does not write but reads books constantly. She loves my writing, and she's my best advisor/critic/coach/encourager. She's thrilled that I found this forum and have decided to take getting published seriously.
K, who is married with children, was an English teacher for years, then became a homeschool teacher and ended up running a state-wide chapter of homeschoolers. She's been "writing" since we were kids (as have I) and constantly informs people she has completed her "novel" and will soon publish.
(I believe it to be a non-fiction How To book on feeling superior to one's siblings - but I'm only guessing)
K, as you may imagine, offers me - the youngest of us three - absolutely no respect as a human being, an adult, or a writer-on-a-quest. She has never read a thing I've written, and assumes it all to be drek as I have no English Degree of Superiority. In fact, her assumption of superiority is so supreme, I often fear for her safety during rainstorms, what with her nose pointed upward so.
Alas - it was unfortunately her birthday today, so sister C and I, plus the rest of the family, all went out to dinner. Whereupon the subject of HER "book" comes up, and she announces that she's completed the "fixing up" and is now god. Foolishly, I offered to assist her in a search for an agent.
Okay--horrifically long confession short--she assumes I am an idiot, and this "writing group on the 'net" is absurd and well beneath her. As are agents.
I believe in my heart she's going to vanity the thing. And I'm going to let her.
Am I damned to hell ?
C, whom I reside with, does not write but reads books constantly. She loves my writing, and she's my best advisor/critic/coach/encourager. She's thrilled that I found this forum and have decided to take getting published seriously.
K, who is married with children, was an English teacher for years, then became a homeschool teacher and ended up running a state-wide chapter of homeschoolers. She's been "writing" since we were kids (as have I) and constantly informs people she has completed her "novel" and will soon publish.
(I believe it to be a non-fiction How To book on feeling superior to one's siblings - but I'm only guessing)
K, as you may imagine, offers me - the youngest of us three - absolutely no respect as a human being, an adult, or a writer-on-a-quest. She has never read a thing I've written, and assumes it all to be drek as I have no English Degree of Superiority. In fact, her assumption of superiority is so supreme, I often fear for her safety during rainstorms, what with her nose pointed upward so.
Alas - it was unfortunately her birthday today, so sister C and I, plus the rest of the family, all went out to dinner. Whereupon the subject of HER "book" comes up, and she announces that she's completed the "fixing up" and is now god. Foolishly, I offered to assist her in a search for an agent.
Okay--horrifically long confession short--she assumes I am an idiot, and this "writing group on the 'net" is absurd and well beneath her. As are agents.
I believe in my heart she's going to vanity the thing. And I'm going to let her.
Am I damned to hell ?