fiction fricative friction

I’m done with my Custard Cake essay. Hah! Really didn’t expect that to finish. Another product of bluff-writing. Hehe. It’s probably the the first time you encountered that term. It’s like writing a lot without really telling something. Or something like that.

But I’m quite excited to say that we’re going to venture to the amazing world of Fiction Writing the first thing next year. It really is very exciting for me to once again stretch my hands and try myself in making short stories.

I wouldn’t say I’m that bad. But I’m sure as hell not that good. This year’s summer, I joined the 14th Iligan National Writer’s Workshop. I didn’t know how honorably horrifying it was to join there. Of course I was grateful for the country’s top writers to discuss my work but I wasn’t ready to be humbled down that easily by them.

Haha.. Oh well, I enjoined the experience though. They’re really cool people, those writers. I mean they’re way ahead of me on age and experience but they can still relate to everyday things. They still hang out with us rookies. And they are good in conversation. You’ll learn a lot from them.

Speaking of learning from them. I learned that my story which I really was quite proud of wasn’t really a story… Not yet! Haha… But I’ll spare you my optimism. They said that it was plot driven and the characters weren’t real.  There was no clear setting and the was not clear imaging. The words were poor and the language mediocre.

I’m not going to justify that I was only a first year with The Chained Girl as my first short story ever. Or that it was done in a cramming situation because it was an assignment for my AH4 class. Or that because I was still a crappy writer at that time. Haha..

They were right though in all points. I learned now that the plot is more or less a by-product of the character. So I have to make my characters real. I mean damn real. That’s a challenge for me. I’m quite glad that the goddess disguising herself as my professor in CW101 required us to make a character’s sketch over the Christmas Break. In that way, I’m compelled to do something that I needed to do for myself as well.

I really really really want to tell you more about my short story The Chained Girl. After all, she was my first baby. But I don’t know. Maybe in another post in another time. I really want to give her justice. No, I still haven’t started to revision the whole thing. I don’t know what I’m waiting for. But I know that I’m still waiting.

I’m hoping that Fiction Writing would prove to be my genre. But for now, I’m still thinking.

Tags: character, CW, fiction, goddess, Iligan, INWW, plot, the chained girl