Warning: Mild snark alert. You know I try to be positive at all times, right? Well, there are certain occasions when I revert to a snarky self. It’s like I store it all up and wham! – out it comes. For some reason, the last week has been rife with “what the heck?” moments, so I thought I’d let the snark out of her cage.
- File this under “Words I’m Tired Of”. Every time I turn around I see the word PRETERNATURAL in a book. Enough.
- To the writer who has a 15 page author bio on Amazon: honey chile, you’re not that interesting, really.
- To the multi-published, NYT bestselling mega author who said to a group of writers: “I don’t have the same problems the rest of you do.” You are so lucky I didn’t have a raw chicken handy, because I wanted to throw it at you. The rest of us aren’t hoi polloi, honey chile.
- To the writer who bragged about her meteoric success, down to the penny of how much money she made: honey chile, I was reared to believe that bragging about money was tacky.
I’d never read anything she wrote so I went to check her books out on Amazon. It turns out that she writes hard core erotica/BDSM. I mean hard core, honey chile.
I can write certain characters who do things I never could and some whom I personally find loathsome. In other words, the female characters in my books AREN’T me. But there are definite lines I can’t cross. I can’t use certain words on my blog because I was reared to believe they were tacky. (The F word, in particular.) Characters sometimes use them, however. But I don’t think I could write BDSM. I can’t write pure horror, either, because I scare myself.
Okay, I’m done. Thanks for letting me vent.