Back to the reading session, I listened to a superb short story that evoked strong imagery, characterization, point of view, personification, and powerful social message. In the end, I immediately thought this could be a dramatic short addressing abuse of women. I offered feedback asking if the writer ever thought of doing a film, dramatic short of the powerful story. Did I wait for a response? No. I kept rambling on how I thought it would be a possible idea, (you know how I can let my saleswoman side take over, ugh). I followed up with this is a good story. Good? Why did I say good? It was beyond good! Why didn’t I slow down and probe more for an answer to what the author felt? Afterward, I was thinking about the piece coming to the conclusion that I allowed my own ego to get carried away in giving feedback. Ugh, here I’m blogging about the power of words and I fell short!
My conscience provoked me to send a making amends email to my fellow writer, apologizing for not being miserly in my feedback. I provided her with more accurate and detailed praise. Plus, I asked again about the idea of the film and offered suggestions where she could get possible funding.