Oh man, believe me, I have NO problem doing what I'm told with a story when one of my betters who is trying to help me sell it says, "Okay, so cut out the first fifty pages, dress your favorite character in crotchless panties, have an elephant relieve itself on the middle of the manuscript and rub it together briskly, then count backwards from 79 and crow like a rooster."
I do get that moment of "BUT BUT BUT!!!" and then I actually do think about it for the rest of the night and usually end up taking the suggestions. When you're right, you're right. And if the part about the rooster or the crotchless panties doesn't make sense, I'll ask someone else. (Like you, for instance. :D I was gonna re-post a few things to our group, soon.) And if three people tell me the same thing about the crotchless panties and the rooster, then by gosh I follow the Snark Rule.
My work, today, is cut out for me. :)
Oh my gosh, there's no question that Twatlight is a bag of turds that happens to be on fire.
And honestly--I do mean, honestly--it's not sour grapes and I'm truly not jealous of Smeyers. My beef with her isn't that her writing is lame but successful. There are tons of successful books that I don't like. Stuff gets popular that makes me go, "Uhh, okay..."
My beef with Smeyers and her mad success stems primarily from my ridiculous, defensive feminism. I hate what she does between men and women in her story, or should I say, men and girls. I loathe the fact that 13 year olds and so many women's inner 13 year old want that kind of stalkery, possessive, "You're nothing without Edward" schlock.
I also hate her cavalier attitude about writing itself. The one interview I read with her, she was just glorying in her lack of education and came across as gleeful that she was able to pull one over on the stringent publishing world. "Heehee, I hardly passed English but this wasn't so hard!"
No, it's not that I'm comparing either my work or prospect of success (or lack thereof) to her. It's personal. :)
Re: part 1
I do get that moment of "BUT BUT BUT!!!" and then I actually do think about it for the rest of the night and usually end up taking the suggestions. When you're right, you're right. And if the part about the rooster or the crotchless panties doesn't make sense, I'll ask someone else. (Like you, for instance. :D I was gonna re-post a few things to our group, soon.) And if three people tell me the same thing about the crotchless panties and the rooster, then by gosh I follow the Snark Rule.
My work, today, is cut out for me. :)
Oh my gosh, there's no question that Twatlight is a bag of turds that happens to be on fire.
And honestly--I do mean, honestly--it's not sour grapes and I'm truly not jealous of Smeyers. My beef with her isn't that her writing is lame but successful. There are tons of successful books that I don't like. Stuff gets popular that makes me go, "Uhh, okay..."
My beef with Smeyers and her mad success stems primarily from my ridiculous, defensive feminism. I hate what she does between men and women in her story, or should I say, men and girls. I loathe the fact that 13 year olds and so many women's inner 13 year old want that kind of stalkery, possessive, "You're nothing without Edward" schlock.
I also hate her cavalier attitude about writing itself. The one interview I read with her, she was just glorying in her lack of education and came across as gleeful that she was able to pull one over on the stringent publishing world. "Heehee, I hardly passed English but this wasn't so hard!"
No, it's not that I'm comparing either my work or prospect of success (or lack thereof) to her. It's personal. :)