Oh, how often the same old bloggers come around with their stale advice to shut down this blog and get writing a new novel! (And what of my writing several hours a day and then writing for pay the rest of the day? Is it not enough? Am I not enough?) Anyhoo, let us not ask who these trolls are, and why they eschew the proper use of capital letters. Let us instead sing a new song to the Spoiler, a song of rejection, which I have resisted for, lo, these many years. It's called "Eat me." Perhaps you know it? If so, please join in with the LROD chorus.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Someone called Spoiler Alert recently commented as follows: "everyday, barring weekends, it's going to be an image of a polite form rejection from a paying 1st or 2nd tier lit rag, some whiney woe-is-me comment from wr, followed by a barrage of semi-germane rants, conspiracy theories (actually my fave) and John comments. i thought reruns didn't start until the summer. post something new and newsworthy, or quit posting wr. better yet, why don't you delete the blog and work on another book."