Oh yeah. In any creative endeavour you need someone there to tell you no - usually an editor. No matter how brilliant you are, you're always going to need a restraining influence to help rein in your excesses and put a stop to your less than stellar ideas. If Paolini had had someone to tell him "no" - and the humility to listen to them - then his books could have been SO much better. So many unnecessary or ill-advised scenes would have been cut, and the whole thing would likely have wound up drastically streamlined, with more efficient storytelling and without all those endless pages of self-indulgent Mary Sue wish fulfilment and grotesque main character worship.
Every single time he talks about how most people don't publish a book until they're old because they're too busy, or every time he talks about how GLAD he is that he didn't go to college, it just gets more and more annoying.
Tell me about it. It's like he thinks he's on to some big genius secret to success that the rest of us were too stupid to think of. He certainly comes off as blissfully unaware of just how much he had handed to him on a silver platter. And it's extremely irritating.
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Date: 2021-03-25 02:20 am (UTC)I'm afraid so.
Oh yeah. In any creative endeavour you need someone there to tell you no - usually an editor. No matter how brilliant you are, you're always going to need a restraining influence to help rein in your excesses and put a stop to your less than stellar ideas. If Paolini had had someone to tell him "no" - and the humility to listen to them - then his books could have been SO much better. So many unnecessary or ill-advised scenes would have been cut, and the whole thing would likely have wound up drastically streamlined, with more efficient storytelling and without all those endless pages of self-indulgent Mary Sue wish fulfilment and grotesque main character worship.
Tell me about it. It's like he thinks he's on to some big genius secret to success that the rest of us were too stupid to think of. He certainly comes off as blissfully unaware of just how much he had handed to him on a silver platter. And it's extremely irritating.