The Whip of Constructive Criticism

The most useful thing you can ever do for someone that calls themselves an author (amateur, or otherwise) is to point out to them the places where their plot just doesn't click along the way it should. I know it may seem hard, you may even feel like you are raping them in the face by taking their hard work and turning it on its ear. But trust me, provide a handful of well phrased constructive criticisms to them, and (provided they are willing to listen, and are able to see what you are pointing out) you will forever be their best friend (Unless you expect to get paid for doing so).

With that in mind Love in the Time of the Vespa Part 01 has been revised and re-released, (Read Online... Download...) and If you have read the previous version(s) I greatly suggest re-reading, as it is a much more satisfying read this time (In My Opinion). I expect at least one more revision before I'm fully satisfied with it. In the end the little piece I said I needed to work out before returning to Vespa ended up being partially cannibalized into the revision. It petered out at about 2400 words, and although it could stand on it's own, I'm not fully satisfied with where I'm taking it, so It's not going to be released just yet.

I've also stared working on the second part of Vespa, I've worked out the first Slice (think vignette), but I'm worried that if I maintain the same story pacing that I set in the first installment, I may not be able to work through the full arc of the storyline that I have planned out. As Such, I'm considering revising the format of the overall story, re-aligning it into a three part arc, each segment with a unifying theme, tied together as part of the same story, but taking place with time in between sections. I dunno... still toying with that idea... I may just decide to switch to Soap Opera time... you know, where the adults don't age a day, but children go from five to fifteen in a week. I kid, I kid, I promise NOT to do that lol, but we may see time accelerating between slices.

I've been thinking that I might like to write something in a sort of Sci-fi vein, a sort of After the Fall of the American Empire sort of thing, but every time I start, I end up thinking "This crap is so bad I wouldn't even read it." It is to sigh, I suppose. I've always been told I'm my own worst critic, who knows if there is any merit to that though