i wrote a really big pile of junk over spring break. it came out to be 8K words. what the fuck turns out that long, i thought. but now i'm really sick of looking at it, it's also just really bad and all over the place, but one happy thing is that i finished it.
i compare writing and drawing a lot because they'er both so similar and so different. drawing scared me because...it was really hard to see your flaws, and in my opinion it was really painful to see them, too...for me, when i saw the flaws i had in my visual art, it was so hard to come to terms with because you don't have to just change your technique but you have to change your vision, too. the way that you perceive the world and put it on paper. people who say things like there aren't any rules in art...yeah, there aren't, but if you want to make something good and visually appealing or at least meaningful, there are rules, and they're rules that no one tells you about because you have to learn them on your own.
writing is nicer. i don't know, it's more objective. this doesn't flow right. these pieces are out of sync. you can feel your way around a story. if you're naturally good at making a story it's even easier, it's just about honing that skill afterwards. "why does my story suck?" you can figure that out so much easier, and you can at least determine a plan of action! that is the way it is for me, at least. it feels more orderly and tangible than painting or drawing or whatever.
that's just how i feel, though. maybe my head was just better for writing than drawing and i've only noticed it now.