So John Scalzi, SF author, had a book event at Mysterious Galaxy last night, and even though I was suffering a sore throat my wife and I attended. It was funny, and fun, and well worth the time, however that’s not the point of my post.
Mysterious Galaxy is also the locale where my writers group meets, thank to the lovely hosting from the store. at the meets we take turns reading about 1500 words from out works and listening to feedback from the other members.
John read out about 1500 words of a new piece and i could not for the love of god shut down the critique parts of my brain. I did not say anything, I do have self-control no matter what some people may think, but my minds raced along making notes just as it would for anyone in my writing group.
‘hmm too many dialog tags’
‘it’s a little info dumpy in the middle that can probably be crunched down’
‘overall a good scene that clearly advances the plot, just needs a bit of tightening.’
I am sure the last thing he needs to hear is my opinion.