《What's This Fiction ? A Very Incomplete Project.》Will you please ?
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Writing is a choice, a decision, a will. You choose to write, then take the actions required for you to write.
Then you write. A story in particular or anything which passes by your head, or using a precise set of instructions, or your life, or whatever.
It doesn't matter how long you write, how much time it required you, the length, the depth, the style...
What matters is that it is a way of expression and creation, as any art form is.
As such, I'd like to express my gratitude to all those who have read it. And I specially call out to the two persons who followed this story and the one person who gave me a rating.
I have no way to know who they are, just as I have no way to know who has read this story. As such, I can't call out to specific names or usernames.
I have some ideas about of who they might be, of course, but it only concerns me anyways.
But I'd also like to issue a complain to you all.
Why don't you all comment ? Having returns on your story, ideas, corrections and criticism are a critical way of improving a story and encouraging it's writer.
I won't beg for those things nor ask for them. I am in no way a mature writer and this is not a mature "story", either. If it is even a story.
It is a melting pot of ideas, a channel for my imagination and desire to write.
I won't ask nor beg for comments or reviews, or ratings, or followers, or favorites because you all are free individuals, and you know those things are here and you're also free to use those features, or not.
Those things hinge on your own decisions, choices, wills. What I'm saying is I'd like to have comments.
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Not even reviews, just comments. I have always interacted with stories and their authors via the comments section, as such I hold it close to my heart. Ratings ? Reviews ? Followers ? Favorites ? Private Messages, even ? Those are good things to have, but they aren't essential to a story. Not a true way for a community to interract with itself and the author (or translator). They give viewability and tiny ways of interaction and criticism to the story, at most.
Meanwhile, comments are generally things of a few words, lines maybe, sometimes paragraphs for the truly brave or truly foolish. A few lines or words condensate your meanings and intentions, and is a less intimidating read for the common commenter.
But, it's really just they allow for everyday internet interaction and communication. Which is why they're my preferred way of interaction, just leave your little words here, and know some people have read it, maybe that it'll at least be of some use or amuse them. Or at least show your support. (Or pride as being the first to comment, I don't judge.)
I don't really fear cluttering here, so far I have had exactly 172 views for an average of 34 views per chapters, and just a few chapters which are at most 1 or 2 pages each. Not a very impressive score, and not one which would net me much comments, I will admit.
I still would like to have some.
I really don't understand how some writers write pages upon pages in just a few days or even hours, it's almost impossible for me, it doesn't flow that well.
The words don't just suddenly transfer from my head to a white sheet, and my inspirations do not suddenly pass from ideas to a complete chapter.
Meaning : Writing is hard.
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Meanwhile, I'm weak. That's why I need people to support me, doing it by my lone self is a complex task, and not that fun. It's interesting because I haven't maintained a coherrent line of ideas for a story since ever, but damn does it require work.
And work is my bane. I hate work.
So I'd like for it to feel like just another fun thing I do on the side, like reading, commenting and playing, do you all understand ?
Interaction is a key feature for this.
I know I'm laying it thick here, but I have had this want bottled up for a bit too long.
So yall damn better comment, or I'll beat yall to a pulp. No, less than a pulp, the only thing left of yall will be the basic particles composing you all, yall will be reduced to mere particles.
I'm willing to act on my threat. I have ways.
What ways ?
Well...
I am the one who writes here, am I not ?
I have total control on what I can do, and what I cannot.
Oh, on the subject of writing, I do actually have things I wrote for this story, in the style of the short few lines or paragraphs I wrote of little ideas that I had (or totally improvised, depending on which). But I have reserves about of them.
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