Saturday, April 22, 2006

Writer Beware!

The worst 20 literary agents, and the absolute worst of them all.

When I was a teenager, I wrote all these stories in this little branch of the X-Men world I made up for myself, mainly because I couldn't draw them as comics. And sometimes when I'm really bored, I think of how I would have done the new Star Wars films. 'Fan fic' is fun, it's harmless, but this, this is Olympic-caliber stupidity.

Actually, now that I think about it, a lot of concepts that were embryos in that old X-Men thing ended up in the trilogy monster, in different forms. One character, for sure, and that was deliberate. Once I get my hooks into an idea, I guess. My novel has fled me. I've been away from it too long (over a month), busy with the zine, with life, and when I am writing, it's a short story. I've been infected by the short story virus. Never used to write them. NEVER. Now I'm more liable to have an idea for one of those than a novel, which is a little strange for me, since I've always written big, huge ridiculous things, all the way back to that deformed X-Men baby I locked away up in the attic.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ha Ha, Hey Darb. I remember those stories.