Okay, so it’s been a while. I apologize. I could lie to you and say I haven’t written because I had an awakening, so to speak, where my level of patience was dramatically increased therefore lowering my annoyance level. However, let’s be honest, we ALL know that’s never going to happen as long as I’m still forced to drive a vehicle in California. So the real reason I haven’t written is simple. I know you will all find this very shocking, but I’ve actually been working, at work. Crazy right? I haven’t had any time to do my normal daily routine such as blog and stalk unsuspecting Facebook victims *ahem* users. It’s been sad really. Before I lose everyone’s interest though, I feel like I should probably at least try to keep up. Let’s start with the most recent peeve. If you know me, which hopefully all of you do, because if you don’t then this blog has gone viral and the world will soon end in an outbreak of impatience and annoyance, I digress, if you know me, you know that I am a big fan of amateur fiction. You know, the unpublished short (and sometimes long) stories that people post on random sites. Some of it is Fanfiction where they basically steal some hardworking author’s world and characters and continue the story long after the original author has given up, some of the stories are like an ongoing soap opera of awesomeness, and some you finish with a blank look on your face wondering why someone hasn’t tracked down the author’s IP address and put the poor schmuck out of his or her misery. So DRU, what exactly IS your peeve, you may ask. Well I’ll tell you. Being someone who reads pretty much constantly, I consider myself a fan of detail. What I absolutely HATE is when people write stories and don’t even pay attention to their OWN details. Latest example:
I was reading a story last night about a young girl in Seattle. The author started the story with a comment on the weather. Actually, the author went on for two whole paragraphs, in graphic detail, about how it was raining outside and how much the main character hated days when she couldn’t see the sun because the sky was laced with thick, dark clouds and so on and so forth. TWO WHOLE PARAGRAPHS. In a story that was only about twelve paragraphs, I almost felt like I was reading Moby Dick again. Okay, detailed writing, I love it, I really do. I know how protagonist feels; I know what the weather is like down to how many rain drops are falling per second. Everything is good, until four paragraphs later, when the author completely backtracks on EVERYTHING HE JUST SAID by making some offhand, pseudo-romantic cliché of a statement about how the protagonist couldn’t take her eyes off of the way the SUN made this boy’s golden hair just shine. Excuse me? Doth my eyes deceive me? What sun? IT’S RAINING!!! IT’S BEEN RAINING FOR DAYS!!! UGH!
If you’re going to add fluff because you don’t have enough actual storyline to go with, at least read through your story before you post it online. I can’t be held responsible for the comments I make about how you should not be allowed near a computer until you learn to idiot check your pointless words.
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