No Authors Allowed (Here’s Your Sign)
That is sort of a contradictory title because I made this sign just for you 🙂
This is really about reader feedback and what NOT to do.
I enjoy reader feedback. What writer doesn’t? I encourage it and welcome even the antagonistic.
Negative reviews don’t tend to bother me either, keeping in mind negative is not always a bad thing.
Those reviews can actually be quite beneficial. A negative review might alert the author or their representative to unknown errors, loose ends or confusing plots.
Readers are a good thing and many have a wealth of expertise to offer, so writer don’t get hoity toity and remember this:
Authors are expected to overlook bad reviews as part of this chosen profession. It is considered taboo and unprofessional for an author to respond to any review. Reviews are for readers.
I truly believe in that philosophy and for the most part have upheld that belief.
I said for the most part. However…
First in my own defense let me say (that means I know I screwed up)
I have deleted many emails without replying that were riddled with crude remarks. I have even laughed at a few. Especially those that have nothing to do with my writing. Some people are way too comfortable sitting in their boxers behind a computer screen and a screen name.
A lot of them are rather funny and a few are just… heck. Take Rita Fay for example. She (if that is her real name and she is really a she) was kind enough to send me an email that said “You have a big Irish head.”
I don’t know what that has to do with anything I’ve written, but okay.
Honestly I thought it was one of my sisters pulling a prank. Sadly, it was not. Even sadder, it is true – I do have a big Irish head. Rita was only making an observation. 😦 I know. My response? Delete.
Do I get a brownie point to offset what followed? No.
A few days ago I received an email that read:
Dear Janet Hill,
In reading your book I have made the following observances: you are unlearned, unladylike, your vocabulary is foul and you are grammatically challenged to say the least. I suggest you return to your nursing vocation where less cognitive thought is required.
Boing! Ouch! I’m not sure why that stung more than the remark about my over-sized cranium but it did. It really REALLY struck a nerve. I had typed as much as “bite me you hateful bastard. You don’t have any idea what it takes to be a nurse and by the way my name is Janna, not Janet you dumb ass!” before catching myself. Delete. That would have certainly proved his point, wouldn’t it? So I took a deep breath and a long walk. Occasionally I paused to
smell the flowers kick-box the air and walked farther until I had re-composed my normally genteel demeanor. When I was completely calm I walked back to my desk and replied.
Dear Mr. X,
It was quiet generous of you to spare a moment of your time and share your thoughts on my authoring abilities. Please accept my utmost apology if I have offended you, that was not my intention. You may also rest assured I have given much consideration to your observances while reflecting upon my personal faults and have come to this conclusion: you sir, are not qualified to read my book.
I know! That was a totally self-saboteur smart alack response. But que sera, sera y’all. There was no looking back; it was too late to detour. I had hit send, spilled the milk, broke the glass and lit the match. In the ashes of after thoughts I knew I’d messed up and wondered is this another bridge burned? “Time will tell” I assured myself.
Well I am delighted to tell you I have found a fan and a friend in Mr. X. He promptly replied with an apology and an obvious chuckle. I could almost hear him laughing at his own mischief when I read:
My sincerest apologies for ruffling your lovely feathers. I enjoyed your book. Actually I have enjoyed several of your books and wondered which persona might be closest to your personality. Every author breathes their own life into the cast; whether or not an author will admit that is a different topic. I was curious as well to know if you were truly southern or merely using that as a selling point. I am satisfied that you are genuine. Please forgive an ornery old man for having a wicked laugh at your expense.
P.S. A thing you must learn for your own well being is this: commentators have individual motives, some write simply for the sport of it.
Whew! I dodged my own bullet.
So, have I changed my belief that authors should not reply? No! This turnout was a rare example. A short note saying thank you to a compliment? Sure, for me that is considered polite. But to respond to ridicule (in a public forum or private e mail) is bad practice. My retaliation could have had dire consequences especially for an unknown indie trying to build a fan base. Word spreads quickly among reader communities, especially if you anger someone who has 4899 followers. I was wrong to reply.
What was I thinking when I said “you sir are not qualified to read my book.”? I wasn’t! Even though I thought I had calmed down, I hadn’t. If I had been calm and rational I would have never hit that send button.
6 thoughts on “No Authors Allowed (Here’s Your Sign)”
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Ah, that made me laugh. glad it worked out for you. I’m kinda confused by big Irish head. Is big the insult? Irish? Why even point it out.
I’m happy you got a chuckle out of the post. I’m a little confused by the big Irish head comment also, especially since it didn’t come from family. We have an inside (family) joke about having big heads. Well, I thought it was an inside joke 😦 But the Irish thing? Idk. At least she didn’t say I had a big UGLY Irish head 🙂 🙂 🙂
Phew! That was a very fortunate outcome… 😉
Yes it was. Living and learning…