You're wonderful. We don't deserve you or your incredibly amazing stories. Fuck all those negative reviewers, they can all eat a dick.
Beh. I’m a grouchy jerk who should know better than to look at reviews anymore. It only takes one shitty one to ruin all the good ones for me, and last night I was already primed to be unhappy (I mean, I was literally crying so...) because I’d gotten another rejection of the book I’m currently querying. I should have just closed the computer and gone to bed.
(Though my basic point is something I still hold: if you want a perfectly copy edited book, fic is not going to make you happy. And also, if we go with the analogy that fic writers are bringing a dish to the potluck, you’re being incredibly rude if you sidle up to them and tell them the things you don’t like about that dish unless they ask what you think. They made it. They brought it. if it’s not the cake for you, go find something else and keep your gorram mouth shut.)