It's kind of funny. A year ago, I absolutely loathed writing short stories. I couldn't do anything if it wasn't part of a larger whole.
Now, I've realized I'm just the opposite. I can do my best work in a short story (all connected by the same world maybe, but otherwise unrelated) and there is no way I can handle larger projects. I just get too burnt out. This is why I know how Kat and Locke's story ends, but I'll probably never write it out. It's too much effort to put the thoughts, the abstracts, for that scope of events into definite words.
I'm thinking of getting rid of my "chapter" stuff, because what's the point if I won't finish it? That, and I really don't like the writing from those anymore. It's not tight enough and it would take so long to fix it all...
Idk. I'm just tossing ideas around right now.
But yeah. I absolutely adore short stories now.
Anyone else have anything like this? Where you were adamant about writing/drawing/performing a certain style or genre but then realized you weren't made for it? That your talent lay in something you dismissed?