I'm not sure what this is, exactly, but I thought I'd come here and see what other people think. My husband is a very brilliant, creative man, with a unique style in everything he does. That's why I was drawn to him in the first place. Well, he's been doing a bit of creative writing, and I find that I just can't bear to read anything he writes. I mean, it's like a feeling of "the screaming heebie-jeebies". I'm not saying that I read it, and find faults with it. It's a bit overly descriptive and full of metaphors for my tastes, but I don't think that's the problem. (I understand metaphors just fine; I just don't want a metaphor in every sentence. I'm not sure what it is. I want to be able to read it so I can offer my support and praise.
About a year ago, my other friend (a woman a few years older than me), said that she was going to be working on a creative writing project herself. I remember having this sinking feeling like, "Oh, god, please don't let her ask me to read any of it." I just couldn't bear it. Again, I'm sure she must be a good writer. Language is her specialty, and she's an interesting person. There's no way anything she writes would be bad. Still, I have a feeling that if she asked me to read it, I wouldn't be able to bear it.
I think it probably comes from my own insecurity of letting other people see bits of me. I don't know, though. I enjoy reading stuff by strangers. Well, in certain cases. I enjoy reading published works. I can't bring myself to read fan-fiction or people's poetry. It's not a judgmental thing, at least I don't think it is. It's just some kind of weird emotional(?) block I seem to have.
Can anyone relate to this?
07 Jul 2009, 8:55 pm
