Sometimes an audience of one is enough.
I'm lucky to have her. I spent all day yesterday struggling over a consequential chapter of Gargoyle Dreams. One that wasn't easy to do, one that I had my doubts about.
"It's great," Linda says when I read it to her.
Look, writing is isolating enough already. I have a hard time imagining how I could continue to do it without Linda's wholehearted support.
"I like your writing. There is something....sweet about it."
"Yeah, it feels good."
Hey, I'll take it. I mean I write horror. She should be terrified, right? "ugh, it's terribly scary!" might be a better comment.
I think it's because we are so compatible, so simpatico. She gets what I'm trying to do. She relates. If anything, I might want her to be more critical. I tell her that.
"But I like your writing. I think you're doing it just right."
Arrrghh. A very mild, pleased arrrghh.
5 hours ago