I'm just not feeling like writing tonight, either. I did a bunch earlier, so I'm OK. Not going to finish early like I'd hoped to, but I'll finish.
I wish I wasn't so sensitive about this. I was writing out at the house, and though I didn't show the bothers any of what I'm doing, I did mention some of what it's about. And there was much criticism of my even attempting any such thing. Of course.
This is why in the past I've really not mentioned any of my attempts to them.
*sigh*
I'm gonna watch a movie tonight instead, I think. And tomorrow I'll get back to it. It's just a writing exercise, and that's what I gotta keep reminding myself. This isn't a story that matters. I'll write better things - things worth sharing - someday. And I'll never ever impress any family members no matter how good I am. I could be a Jane Austen or a Tolkien, for that matter...and they'd still say "you shouldn't attempt to write men at all - they're totally stupid and wrong" and "you use language no one uses, and what's with all the stupid names? Duh!"
Grr.
Rosie - ignore them. This is not constructive criticism. Families almost never give constructive criticism, it's "oh, how lovely, dear", or "You suck!" (Mostly depends on whether it's parents or sibs giving the crit)
Your writing does not suck. Your writing is not at Jane Austen level either, but every word you write improves your skills. And when it comes down to it, what the heck do they know, anyway? Do any of them write 50k words in November? I don't think so! So they have no right to talk at all.
I'm not writing tonight, either. Am at the daily count, but that's it. I'm just uninspired.