I was going to post something whiny today about how "Brazilian Whacks" flopped, and how nobody understood what I was trying to do with that FridayFlash, and how I suck, and how I'm just a no-talent fraud, and boo hoo hoo.
Well, bullshit. All that self-indulgent whining not only is inaccurate, it misses the point. Some people got it, many people didn't. Some people liked it, many people didn't. Even if nobody found anything in it to like, I wrote it for a purpose. Unlike the straight L.O.C.K. approach I've been following in recent months, this was an experiment in projecting an atmosphere. That worked to my satisfaction, at least in some important ways. If it hadn't worked at all, I wouldn't have posted it.
Part of the problem in writing the way I do is that some of the stories are horror tales of human sacrifice, others are lit fic, i.e. explorations and projections of emotion that look a lot like people sitting around and not much happening.
Still, I've come to the conclusion that lit fic isn't too well suited for flash. In something like "House of Mirth", thousands and thousands of words are devoted to people sitting around considering happiness, satisfaction and the lack thereof. However, there's also seductions, blackmail, bankruptcy and suicide. It takes a while to fit all those pieces together, more than a flash allows.
An experiment is only a failure if you don't learn anything from it. So, screw it, I'm calling "Brazilian Whacks" a success.
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