So, I wrote my heart out into a story, all the
feelings I'd had into one thing that I was proud
of. It took me ages to write it and when I
finally convinced myself to post it on witty, I
found a nice looking format and I put it in, I
soon discovered that since my story was too
long I had to make the format smaller, I didn't
know what to do so I got my dad to help me,
he spent at least 40 minutes on it changing
the format and all sorts of things. I edited and
took things and added things and spent ages
on it. Sadly when my dad was shortening the
format he had to get rid of one of the things
that made it look like such a pretty quote.
But I had faith and hoped and believed that
after all the effort I had put in, it wouldn't
matter. I finally finished and I knew it wasn't
the most amazing quote but I was proud of it.
I published it and logged off, still with faith
that it should get some appreciation. I went to
bed happy to finally get that out there, on
witty. I went to school and rushed through my
the stuff I had to do before going on the
computer. The whole day I had been looking
foward to seeing just how many people had
read it and whats more, liked it. I logged on
I didn't have any notifications but that didn't
really bother me, my computer had been
known to do that sometimes, you know, not
tell me when I had notifications. I looked on
notifications. I didn't have many. By then I
guess I was still just too arrogant to realize
that there wasn't any mistake, I hadn't misread
anything. So I went to the quote I had posted
wondering what was going on. I looked on
my quote. I got one notification. One. Damn
it just hurt. It hurt to think that even though
I had put so much faith, hope and heart into
that, not to mention the hours and the time
and work I had put in it, it still wasn't good
enough. I realized then that maybe I really just
am not a good writer, I must have been to
arrogant and I guess they do say that pride
comes before a fall but I never expected it to
feel like that. Oh well, I wish I could learn but
i don't think I'm gonna get there. Now I know
you think I'm some arrogant wussy poo and
if you do then oh well. Bring on the hate, I'll
live but you know what? It may have stuffed
any hopes of me getting a top quote, I am not
going to stop writing and even if it sucks I
guess I'll learn to accept that but I will still
write and post and you should not be afraid to
tell me honestly how my writing is. I guess I
just need an opinion. This has been a vent I've
needed to get out for a while and I'm glad I
did so maybeI will be able to look back on
my writing and still see some glimmer of
pride left in the dark remains of one quote.
ok, not I'm gonna get over myself and
eat food because I can and I will. see ya later,
WorthyOfWitty xx
P.S I'm sorry, I just had to say that. And BTW,
if you ever want help or advice or a hug I
guess I'll be here like I always am. Oh yeah
and if you wanted to be amazing you could
always look up my story and tell me honestly
what you think of it, I don't usually write
these big things but I would love it if you
could look, http://www.wittyprofiles.com/q/6421914n
anyways I guess I really should go now, bye
freak*