Alright kids, Boo here with a hopefully non-arrogant PSA.
I’m a writer of FanFiction because I like it and it’s my preferred genre (also a great way to receive feedback on writing that I can use on originals, bref). But like with most artistic work posted online, I have very little feedback.
When I was in a slightly writing rut, I cranked one shots left and right, nothing out of the ordinary. But instead of people commenting with their thoughts and good feedback, they just gave me requests.
I don’t think I could ever put into words what that felt like, but I’ll try (the irony of being a writer). It suddenly felt tiring, being a writer, and very quickly I stopped writing altogether. I only ever showed my friend what I wrote and left it at that. I haven’t published anything for a while after. It felt like people were treating me like a mule wanting me to do work for them, and I just wasn’t up for that. I lost my will to write, and then I began to think, “If I post something else other than what was requested, will people even read it?”
Then you get the infamous comments, “You haven’t forgotten about my request right??? Here’s another.”
That just adds anxiety and guilt. I’m purposely ignoring the comments to save my own uncreative ass, at least that’s what it feels like.
After weeks of convincing myself that my stories are worth sharing no matter how many people read them, I started writing and publishing again while working on some longer pieces. Slowly it got better.
Now this week, I remembered I joined another fanfiction platform, and realized I had never published anything on it. I had an idea, and so I started writing. It didn’t come out as I imagined it would, but I was so proud? Like, I started feeling happy about what I created again. Like genuine happiness that I haven’t felt in months since my last published work.
A few hours later, I get this comment:
I cranked out three 3k stories after reading this.
In four days.
It never happened before, and I don’t know how many times it will happen again. It was one comment, but it gave me so much fighting spirit that I think I’m on my way to regaining my initial writer mindset.
Fanfiction writers depend on feedback as a validation that their stories matter to people. If you’re wondering why your favourite author hasn’t updated/posted in a while, ask yourself, “Did I do everything that would convince them to continue writing this?”
The mafia boss who extensively expands his business
The present head of the Vision family, who expands his business in the tourist city ‘Infinity.’ Officially, they are ordinary rich people, but really, they are two-faced [and are also] the mafia.
He shows an interest in Sakura and the others, who have joined the illegal chess tournament that he [and his family] sponsor.
Truth: Through chess, he becomes aware of Sakura’s true purpose
Sakura and the others were thought to participate in the tournament for the prize money. However, Eagle, who has sharp observation skills, experiences discomfort at Sakura’s manner. Eagle, who ascertained Sakura’s true feelings just before the final match, pledged to cooperate with her, should Sakura and the others win.
Eagle is usually calm, but occasionally he shows an expression befitting the mafia.
The final match of the tournament. After Eagle, defeated, granted Sakura’s wish, he starts telling Syaoran and the others the truth.
songs to make you feel like the first + last scenes in a movie-
the beginning- installs a feeling of determination. the sun is shining, the kid is skateboarding through the city, people are getting ready for their big day, the story is starting to paint over your screen, motivating you to get outside right after this hour and a half and do something.
the end-the sun is setting. our hero has found happiness within themselves, as they scream out of the sunroof in a car leading to nowhere and everywhere. everything is right, and everything is warm, comforting your doubts and leaving you with a sense of hope in your ordinary life.