Showing posts with label book reviews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book reviews. Show all posts

Friday, 6 January 2012

Criticism is something we can avoid easily by saying nothing, doing nothing, and being nothing

Bravo, Aristotle!

I think he also said this: (No, not the jerk bit!)

 It's easy to be a jerk when, as a writer, you put your work out there and allow other people to review it.

It's easy to accuse them of being ignorant Philistines because they just don't get it and aren't full of gushing praise for your literary baby.


It's easy to think that if only the Right Sort Of People read your work then they would acknowledge its sheer brilliance and you'd become about as famous as J.K. Rowling and Steven Spielberg rolled in to one.

It's easy to conclude that nobody can possibly understand the obstacles you had to overcome in order to produce this piece of work and if its anything less than perfect it was because of that, not any inherent lack of ability.

It's easy to do what I do and simply delete unfavourable reviews or shred rejection letters into a million tiny pieces just so I can pretend they didn't ever actually happen.

It's NOT easy to read criticism carefully, to accept that it's just one person's opinion, to acknowledge that there's sure to be something useful in there even if you disagree with a lot of what's been said...

It's even less easy to put the next piece of work out there and lay yourself open to more of the same...

But isn't that just what we do, every day?

ARE WE INSANE?

Sunday, 4 December 2011

HAWT is an anagram of WHAT?...

First - Day 4 of your own special, effort-free advent calendar.


You don't even have to open a door.



 Yesterday, I was reading some reviews of Just In Case. That was interesting in itself, to see the outrage it engendered amongst some people, for the very reasons I loved it. I'm plainly godless, blasphemous and have a mind that lurks in the gutter.

(Now you'll REALLY want to rush out to buy the book)

Not that the reviews were all negative, by any means. Most of them were stunning. One made me rush to Google because I came across the word HAWT.

Here it is:
 
"this book was amazingg!!! i loved it.. justin haveing sex with Agnes and him having dreams of it was HAWT!"

WHAT? (see - an anagram) Ah yes, HAWT. Acronym for Horizontal-Axis Wind Turbine.




WHAT? An interesting analogy which somehow escapes me. It must be my age.


Then there was another definition of HAWT in the trusty (sometimes) Urban Dictionary:


"How annoying 13-year old teenyboppers spell 'hot'"



 Silly me... (the above was possibly the most acceptable Google image for the word HAWT)

You will NOT find me using the word HAWT at every opportunity.

Getting down with the kids is so, like, cringeworthy.