Of Special Snowflakes
Whenever I talk to other writers, my first impulse is to be extremely impressed. They lay out their ideas, they talk about the stories they’re outlining, and my immediate assumption is that they’ve got a winner, that they’ll be published long before I ever will, and that they’re amazing. Sure, they probably are amazing. But in many cases they haven’t even written word one of that novel. All they’ve done is to set down a bunch of ideas on (real or virtual) paper, and to wax eloquent about it. And I automatically assume that they’re about to pen the next Read More …