I'm looking at lots of author sites. I need to revamp this old 90s apartment into a super sleek new-century luxury condo. Bleh. Not interested in doing that. But...le sigh. I must.
And then there's the hullabaloo over bad reviews and writers' takes on them. Hmm. My feeling? Reading reviews on my books is eavesdropping. It's between readers and reviewers and I ain't invited to the party. As for the Secret Cabal Of Angry Writers Who Will Crush Your Writerly Dreams Should You Write A Bad Review On Their Work, well, if we talked about it, it wouldn't be secret, now would it?
Seriously though, writers need to get a grip. I'm way too busy* to ruin anyone's career. Every other working writer I know is even busier than me. Plus I suck the big wang at holding grudges. (I've only got the one. Grudge, I mean. I'd have to kill you if I told you.) Plus, you know what else? With a few exceptions, I don't actually care as much about anyone else's career nearly as much as my own.** I'm super-selfish that way.
Yes, yes, the contest. I'm still thinking, okay? You guys are too good. And it's still open if someone wants to sneak a bid in at the last moment.
* hello? two sequels to write this year. plus another book to finish and submit. add it up, something like 200K words
**kinda like how I don't care who other people marry