Brutal End to Writing...

A school Teacher volunteered to review two chapters of a story that is dear to my heart. "Hala's Snow Day", and "Cowgirl Hala". I knew that she was a feminist, and a radical one at the start of this. So I should have known, really.

Some of her criticism was negative because her own ignorance about Middle Eastern families. The rest of the story she simply did not agree with and while she was being honest I suppose, I had not anticipated that the gap between her understanding and my intention could be so large. In the end the most biting and hurtful comment for me was that it was "immature".

At the moment, I feel that I should never write again. And, perhaps such a biting criticism is what I needed because truthfully, I am not the most popular writer on BCTS. Maybe someone just needed to be blunt enough with me to get my attention? I won't get falling down intoxicated because I would just waken in the morning being even more depressed than I am now.

I've been working very hard on 8 more chapters, continuing the same story. Fortunately, they are all on a SSD drive, so it would be easy to throw them away.

It is doubtful that I am the first writer here to have this happen. I hurt awfully.

Gwen