Why am I reluctant to read others' work?--and other bits of inanity

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Since I started contributing complete (though short) stories to this site, I've noticed a curious thing.

I've pretty much stopped reading other people's.

Once in a while I might find something that piques my interest, but that's rare these days.

Now, this is no reflection on the quality of the writing. If my fellow Mixed Tape authors are any indication, the quality of writing on Big Closet certainly hasn't declined.

Part of it might be that I'm intimidated by a lot of people because I don't feel I'm in, or anywhere near, their league. Nancy Cole, Katie Leone, and Raff01 certainly fall in that category. My work actually seems childish compared to theirs (and it's not just because kids are the protagonists of a lot of my stories). I've always aspired to write not just TG stories, but TG literature, and that goal seems light years away.

Second, I fear I'll accidentally plagiarize. I made considerable progress on an upcoming flash fiction story to find that certain elements were far too familiar, leaving me to wonder just what story or stories I might have unintentionally cribbed them from. It has all the makings of a wonderful story, but the moment I publish it, someone is likely to say, "Hey! That seems just like [insert story here]!" My recall of what I've read is good--maybe too good, but not good enough to determine what might be original and what might have come from someone else.

On the personal front, I've been a bit testy, since I've had to endure two solid weeks of intermittent to no hot water in my apartment. It's reached the point where I've had to boil water on my rangetop just to bathe. The management and the maintenance people have been as clear as mud about what exactly is wrong, and when--or if--it's going to be fixed. My home-health agency is getting involved, since the main office might listen to them more readily than they would me alone. At least that's the theory.

Maybe I'll be in a better frame of mind to write once I'm able to wash my hair.

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