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16 years ago
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It would seem as though my assumptions have proven correct.
I've gone and I've whored myself out to the masses. I've made my words bigger and easier to read, I've added 1.5 spacing between my lines so my readers don't accidentally start the same sentence over. (I can not tell you how much of a pain in the ass that is) and I've begun adding sex scenes to my work. Now I am getting more views on my work and STILL NO ONE IS SAYING ANYTHING!!! I mean, I'm glad more people are starting to pay attention but, come on, even I've got my limits! I've so far only had two favorites neither with any comments. I'm actually starting to get a little mad here! For fuck's sake! We're one month away from the new year and no one has even thought to tell me if they thought it had sucked... Even that'd be enough for me! Something! Anything! It would be appreciated. I've already tried everything else I could think of. I've begun to lose count of the plays I've auditioned for and then had my hopes dashed by the following Monday. I've tried for the foreign exchange program to Germany and then was refused because they said my answers were to brief. I've even auditioned for a movie and I don't think they even thought twice about me. I'm becoming disenchanted. I'm beginning to wonder if people are even looking anymore. Perhaps, people are just clicking something and they get my stuff by accident. *sob* Someone say something please. I'm serious. A writer deserves to have some feedback. everyday the fighting in my home just get's louder and more pointless. I need to be noticed. I need to be more than just another retarded person that's so much smarter than everyone else. I don't want to be smarter. I just want people to like me for my creativity. *sob* I've just shed a real tear. Thanks for nothing! That's five months without a nervous breakdown.
Edit: and the trap is sprung. *evil laugh* As if I were ever to stoop so low.
People. are. gullible. They'll believe anything when you sprinkle it enough with those things what do you call them? oh yeah, emotion. This desperate cry for attention is nothing! I'm fucking autistic and an honors student and I've been watching and reading furry porn since the fourth grade and NO ONE HAS BEEN THE WISER! I'm the type of person who used to force myself into a nervous breakdown so I get to skip school. I mean what school in their right minds allow such a clearly distraught soul to disturb their important schedules. People all they do anymore is amuse me. Whoo! Took four months too, for me to build up the proper "tension". I proved a teacher wrong and got a 100 for it. I avoided ever being beat up in school by being simply too weird or funny to beat up. If there's anything I have some kindred feelings to it was never meant to be people. They're simply not interesting enough.
I've gone and I've whored myself out to the masses. I've made my words bigger and easier to read, I've added 1.5 spacing between my lines so my readers don't accidentally start the same sentence over. (I can not tell you how much of a pain in the ass that is) and I've begun adding sex scenes to my work. Now I am getting more views on my work and STILL NO ONE IS SAYING ANYTHING!!! I mean, I'm glad more people are starting to pay attention but, come on, even I've got my limits! I've so far only had two favorites neither with any comments. I'm actually starting to get a little mad here! For fuck's sake! We're one month away from the new year and no one has even thought to tell me if they thought it had sucked... Even that'd be enough for me! Something! Anything! It would be appreciated. I've already tried everything else I could think of. I've begun to lose count of the plays I've auditioned for and then had my hopes dashed by the following Monday. I've tried for the foreign exchange program to Germany and then was refused because they said my answers were to brief. I've even auditioned for a movie and I don't think they even thought twice about me. I'm becoming disenchanted. I'm beginning to wonder if people are even looking anymore. Perhaps, people are just clicking something and they get my stuff by accident. *sob* Someone say something please. I'm serious. A writer deserves to have some feedback. everyday the fighting in my home just get's louder and more pointless. I need to be noticed. I need to be more than just another retarded person that's so much smarter than everyone else. I don't want to be smarter. I just want people to like me for my creativity. *sob* I've just shed a real tear. Thanks for nothing! That's five months without a nervous breakdown.
Edit: and the trap is sprung. *evil laugh* As if I were ever to stoop so low.
People. are. gullible. They'll believe anything when you sprinkle it enough with those things what do you call them? oh yeah, emotion. This desperate cry for attention is nothing! I'm fucking autistic and an honors student and I've been watching and reading furry porn since the fourth grade and NO ONE HAS BEEN THE WISER! I'm the type of person who used to force myself into a nervous breakdown so I get to skip school. I mean what school in their right minds allow such a clearly distraught soul to disturb their important schedules. People all they do anymore is amuse me. Whoo! Took four months too, for me to build up the proper "tension". I proved a teacher wrong and got a 100 for it. I avoided ever being beat up in school by being simply too weird or funny to beat up. If there's anything I have some kindred feelings to it was never meant to be people. They're simply not interesting enough.
Go to a writer's site.
The only thing you will find here is "OH MURR THAT COCK IS SO BIG"
You won't get too much attention here as far as your writing goes.
You want attention, go to the small place.
You want attention here, use a better thumbnail for your writings.
Something sexy looking, not whatever you've been using.
The teachers were all so much more fun to talk to.
I mean sure. They were fun to watch when bored.
But really, I could never see much use of them outside of that.
You are an inspiration, mein fruende.
# the teachers used to agree with me.
Everyone deserves feedback, but not everyone gets it; that applies not only here, on FA, but in the wilder, thornier world beyond.
In the face of that silence, we do the best we can: we study our work with a cold eye and become our own critics.
It keeps us going.
Mark