This post started out as a quick response to a few comments in the previous entry, but it grew into something a little more detailed. So even though I really have to get back to the Tanith novella, I figured I'd address it here instead.
Kestrel LeStarre (hi Kestrel!) posted an excerpt from a Good Reads review of Book One- a review that wasn't exactly favourable. Every writer gets all kinds of reviews- some good, some great, some bad, some terrible. It's the business. Everyone's entitled to their opinion. I'll deal with this one in stages.
Disappointing. The title/name and the cover illustration really appealed to me, but the book was generic and unbelievable from the start. I suppose some could be forgiven considering that the intended audience appears to be maybe 11 year olds (?), but I personally don't believe that children's books should be low quality just because they are aimed at children.
I can't find fault with this statement. I mean, I don't exactly AGREE with it, and most of you probably don't either, but the reviewer is merely stating that this isn't his cup of proverbial tea. He doesn't think the writing is as good as it should be. I got a few of these responses to the first book and my reaction was to shrug. Fair enough. That's what they think. I can read back over the series and make a note of where and when and how my writing improved- I am a MUCH better writer now than I was back then- but for every negative statement I received, I got hundreds of positive ones from readers who were willing to forgive any first-book-mistakes and simply dive right in, ready to be swept away on a tsunami of, er, awesomeness.
And hey, how can you disagree too harshly with a guy who appreciates Tom's covers like that?
...oh, and saying "I'm a genius" all the time does not make a character full of "dry wit".
This is very true. The fact that he is full of dry wit makes him full of dry wit. Nicely pointed out.
...oh, and being spunky child full of spunk who sprays spunk everywhere does not mean the child is equivalent to an adult. Children can be clever, creative, work in groups, et cetera but having them physically fight adults 1-on-1 strains credulity.
Ah, now here is the only point he's made that I take issue with. Having a spunky child fight an adult one-on-one does NOT strain credulity. Having a spunky child BEAT an adult one-on-one, however, very much does. It took Valkyrie YEARS to be strong enough to hold her own without the use of magic, and even then I don't think she's ever WON. In Death Bringer, when she's fighting Moore in her house without magic, even though she's had a few years of the best combat training in the world, the fact is she's still a 16 year old girl and he's a grown man. And Val doesn't exactly win that fight. She needs help.
I've always had a problem with YA books that show young teenagers beating adults in a physical brawl. They might get lucky, absolutely. A lucky punch can knock anyone out. But most of the adults they go up against are criminals or villains of some description- men and women who KNOW violence. No amount of martial arts in the world will make that a fair fight. Fair fights, in fact, are ridiculously stupid. Why would you EVER get into a fair fight? If you have to fight you need to WIN- and that means you fight on YOUR terms, not his.
Val has adopted this philosophy because this is my philosophy.
...oh, and not all adults are doofuses.
I'm assuming he's referring to Desmond here, who is very much a doofus- though this statement kind of skips over the fact that Skulduggery, Ghastly, China, Tanith, Bliss and most everyone else except Stephanie/Valkyrie is ALSO an adult, so...
Anyway, what was the point in discussing this here? It's not like this is the only bad review I've ever got. There is one in particular that stands out as being SO unbelievably bad that you get the feeling the reviewer has a personal grudge against me- like he was determined to hate every single thing about the book. But I didn't respond to THAT review. Someone like that is really not worth my time. So why this one?
First of all, the reviewer is not being mean. He doesn't like the book, and the review is quite snarky in its own playful way, but there is not one trace of malice in those words. It's just his opinion, and he not only has a right to HAVE that opinion, but he has a right to SHARE it as well. I'll never give a bad review of any book (apart from maybe books by HUGE writers), because I know how hard it is to get published in the first place and the last thing a writer needs is someone else going "you suck." If I don't like a book I'll simply ignore it. I won't say anything at all about it. But that's me, being in the privileged position that I'm in. Any negative opinion of mine can actually damage someone else's success, so it becomes something more than an opinion. But all this reviewer is doing is letting people know that he didn't respond well to Skulduggery Pleasant.
But again- why am I discussing it here?
Some of you like Twilight. That's fine. I don't like it. Twilight is one of those books I feel I can criticise because nothing I say will effect its success. By now it's untouchable. So... some of you like it. All of you probably know at least a few people who love it. Of course you do.
A few years ago, Stephen King criticised Stephanie Meyer for, you know, not being any good. In return, he got an avalanche of angry responses from Twilight fans.
(I refuse to call them Twihards.)
That level of anger and fury and vitriol is not uncommon on the internet. The internet is the HOME of anger and fury and vitriol. It's where those things live. It's where they spawn and fester and grow. But you see it again and again: one person criticises something that a lot of other people love, and here comes the avalanche. And we're standing by, watching it all happen but not involved one way or the other, and we look at the angry people and we think "Wow. You seriously need to get out more."
The few responses from you guys to this Good Reads review have been wonderful. As I'm writing this, Ivy has just posted another response, and it is just as good-spirited as Georgina's and Beau's and Kristine's (thought Kristine's response DID make me think of Ralph Wiggum from The Simpsons going "Me fail English? That's unpossible!")
You guys are so passionate about Skulduggery and so supportive of me as a writer, and it's moments like these when I realise yet again how lucky I am to have Minions like you. Warm, intelligent, fiery people who won't even be rude to people they strongly disagree with.
You guys rock.
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«Oldest ‹Older 4401 – 4600 of 4937 Newer› Newest»My mom is letting me start researching driver's ed now. :-)
I'm not sure if I'll be able to drive passengers by the time you visit Seattle, though.
I have the book I just need to study and take le test
Blergh so tired
My mom is going to her old school and I'm coming with her.
She's telling me about her most scandalous high school experience ever.
Man
I think we can safely take bets on a Blog post in a month now Adra....I'm just slightly worried Derek has written something so horrid he can't face us.
Probably not. He might be dead, though
I still have to take the required number of hours of driving school.
And it looks like there are no classes that don't interfere with dance until March...
At either driving school...
I wouldn't be surprised....I mean I know he is an adult but its way too odd even when he writes. Usually he'd be like oh 55,000 words today and going well or something...I am a bit concerned from silence...
hello my ameriminions...
*waves* Hai.
[hugs]
Wbd, I have to help my sister with her room now.
It looks like it's been hit by a stinking tornado.
*Chase fixed the bouquet of flowers as he came out of the house. He was still in bad shape from the gunshot but he made the effort to lay new flowers inside Emerald's crypt. He could feel his cane sinking into the grass but was grateful it wasn't muddy.
He came to the crypt and gasped as he dropped the flowers in shock. The door of the crypt was broken and torn off and inside the actually coffin's lid was taken off and Emerald' body was gone.
Chase stumbled back and held himself against the wall. Where was his wife? He started to cry.*
(:/
Where the hell is everyone lol?
I've never seen this place so quiet...
Ms. Melody, my best guess is a nuclear detonation.
I live near a nuclear plant
I think
Its scaring the hell outta me Sir.
Understandable, Ms. Melody.
For the record, I'm catching up with some family.
But hello again Em, Sir. *hugs both*
Hey Ads *hugs*
Thats okay, as long as I know you're alright :)
Oh! Which reminds me, Em- my mom got me my prescription today, and I've been feeling a lot better. Mellower. And generally a lot happier, so... Yay!
Wonderful, Ms. Dark.
I'm baking cupcakes againnnnn!
That's fantastic Ads!!
Just remember, they are not there to hinderance you in anyway, just to help you cope a lot better and perhaps learn how to possibly cope without them in the future.
They are not for forever and even if they are, it's for your benefit and your benefit only.
Yay Fabi!!
And I know, Em. *hugs* Thanks :)
Hey Zaf! *hugs*
Or not.....:/
Hey Em *hugs*
Hello Zafira.
-slightly distant-
Omg last night was funny....3am Les Miserables and Twister with balloons being pelted at us
You say you're ugly,
You say you're fat,
You say you hate reality,
But it's not just that.
You say there's nothing good,
You say everyone hates you,
You say you can't eat food,
I wish I could help you.
Because in my eyes, you're beautiful.
In my eyes, you're perfect.
In my eyes, you are wonderful.
Please take the time to reflect.
You want to die,
I want you to survive.
You're trying to say goodbye,
but I'm holding onto the knives.
Today is just so quiet here....
*surreptitiously throws a tree off a building*
*sighs*
Such a lovely eve-
*a tree lands on him*
Hello Snow
Annika Barnosky / Doctor Precocious said...
Snow STOLE my bit!
There can only be one bad stand-up comedian in THIS hemisphere!
It is I!
*ba-dum TISH*
No! No ba-dum TISH! It wasn't a joke!
*ba-dum TISH*
Stop that!
February 1, 2014 at 1:29 PM
I'm taking over. This is my joint now >:D
Omg sir.... I just... idek...
*Helps Sir up* Hey Snow
*attempts to stand up*
*but there is still a tree on him*
I think the holidays have gotten to me, I am completely and utterly insane. No doubt about it...
good thing theu end on the 5th.
*goes to Sir* Need help?
*Moves the tree a bit*
Hey.
Get up.
Not my fault. It was the Ominous Voice. He has a mind of his own.
*stands up, brushing himself off*
...
Quite.
Are...
Uh
Are any bones broken or anything?
That is unlikely, Ms. Dark. It was not a very large tree.
Obviously not small enough to not keep you down, though... But okay
... I completely lost it. I laughed soooo hard.... *sigh*
*sits in tree*
Is it per chance the tree that just fell on sir?
Ms. Stormberg, normally, trees only fall in extreme weather and when lumberjacks are nearby.
*looks around*
*sees a lumberjack*
...
*sighs*
He's a lumberjack and he's okay...
*Hims the rest of the song*
Harrumph.
Wbd...
-
*She glances around*
Right... I might just... Go again
*laughs* tree
If you insist, Ms. Dark.
*She makes a quick portal and leaps through, but finds herself at the top of Machu Picchu*
*Sighs at the inconvenience*
I think the Ominous Voice is sulking.
Zafira: *stalks around laughing*
*Begins to make her way down the mountain, not used to the sudden thin air*
They're so cuuuuuuuuute! :D
Seeeee? :D
*tries to steal cupcakes*
*fails* now I need to make cupcakes
Allons-y!!
Must make cupcakes. Bbs.
Gorgeous, Fabi!
Thank you :-)
Fetus Little Mix is my favourite Little Mix :)
Um...
Is that the word you meant to say?
Fetus?
Yes.
In the Directioner and Mixer fandom, we use it all the time.
It's a younger version of the person we were talking about.
Fetus Jesy, fetus Niall, etc.
...
Fetus is the name for an unborn child, for a time.
So
Like
Are they pictures in-the-womb?
No, just younger pictures of them.
It's kind of like a joke. You know?
Yeah, but still xD word choice
I don't much like cleaning the kitchen...
I got chocolate on literally every visible surface.
Including the basil.
*Lorcan wakes from closing his eyes for a few minutes. The warehouse is quiet and Drew is gone*
Lorcan: That is fucking impossible!!!!!
*Lorcan leaves a trail of silver as he desperately looks and walks around. Then he stops and realises exactly where he would be heading.
Drew would be heading straight for his mother.*
Alexis: Lorcan where are you?!
It's just how the fandoms work, I guess.
Lorcan: Still down in the building in the lake. Lexi, Drew is gone!
I just made 30 cupcakes and a small cake. :)
Alexis:want me to come down?
Ooh, what kind, Snow?
Watching the roleplay...!
Lorcan: No I want to get out of this fucking place!!!
*Lorcan's whole body is covered in silver again as he paces up and down. His anger is uncontrollable. He knows that Drew would be going straight for his mam and he was stuck in the lake.*
My uncles famous chocolate mud cake recipe. O.O must eat them.
Alexis: I can get you out
I just poked all the cakes. There is something seriously wrong with me.
Sounds delicious, Snow!
I poked the cakes. *shakes head in shame*
Mmmmm
Wbd, frosting! :D
:)
I just saw the conversation on musicals...
I love musicals, but I hardly ever get to see them... though I did once see a puss in boots musical... and there was that one where the guy went down the aisle I was at the edge of and his cape glt stuck on my head... I stopped the whole play with that one. A cape to the head. For shame...
Lorcan: He's after mam Lexi, he's after my mam!
-
*Emerald heard a step on the carpet and she sat up quickly. There he was, sitting at the end of the bed. He looked different though but she knew it was still him. He was burnt and looked in pain. She moved down the bed and sat down beside him.*
Emerald: You're hurt.
Drew: It's not as bad as it seems. I've missed you Emerald. Have you been thinking about me?
Emerald: Constantly. I just can't stop.
Drew: That's what happens when you're in love. May I?
*Emerald nodded as Drew tenderly brought a hand up to her face and stroked her cheek. He then leaned in and kissed her gently on her lips. They were locked in the kiss for a few moments when Emerald pulled back abruptly. She looked disgusted and confused.*
Drew: What's wrong?
Emerald: It's not you. My heart is looking for someone and it's not you.
*Drew growled softly before slapping her across her face. She shouted out as he grabbed her by her hair.*
Alexis: *reaches out and tries to find Emerald*
*Wants to hit Drew*
*Drew can feel Alexis trying to pass around him. He firmly presses the second strip of tape over Emerald's mouth, gently wiping the tears from her face as he stands up straight. He was sort of proud, always a bit of a dab hand with knots as he watches Emerald trying to struggle and free her tied hands and feet from the chair.
Drew smiles*
Drew: Nice try Alexis
*He sends back a pain wave as a warning to Alexis.*
-
*Lorcan takes a deep breath and braces himself as he throws back his hand and punches the wall hard. Just as he expected, the wall crumbled away and the water came gushing in. He started to fad his silver so he wouldn't be so heavy in the water and started to swim, not knowing how deep or big the lake actually was under the surface.*
Alexis: *cries out feeling the pain and focuses* Leave her alone Drew. Before I ask some friends to come. A Sense-Warden.
Aro: *stands beside Alexis* Lexi, where is he?
Alexis: I think I know now.
*Lorcan finally reaches the surface and takes a huge, relieved breath of air. He doubted himself there for a minute and didn't think he would make it. He swam over to the bank of the lake and paused, really catching his breath.*
-
*Drew stood behind Emerald, a knife pressing firmly but gently up against her throat. She whimpered and cried more.*
Drew: Shush honey. This is what happens when you don't do what you're meant to. All you had to do was love me back and we could have been the creators of something special but you had to go on about some heart nonsense.
Well since I gave you life and this is how you repaid me, I guess I'll just have to consider taking it back from you.
*Emerald shook her head and sobbed and then yelped as Drew pulled on her hair again*
Alexis: *grabs Aro and then Mom* I know where to look I can pick up just enough....
Then lets go Lexi *uses bracelet to teleport to Drew* (if you don't want them to they can end up unable to
(No they can be in the room but just not to be rushing in since he has got a knife to her throat.)
*Lorcan stands and starts to run towards Adra's lab. He takes out his phone as he is running and sends out a mass text to everyone he knows, not sure who would get it or not.*
Drew has my mam. She needs you.
-
*Drew is humming in Emerald's ear softly. She knows that he is waiting for her to change her mind and love him like he wants but she knows she can't. She wishes she had never been alone, she should have kept someone in the room with her.*
*hmmmm*
Alexis: *leads to door but makes everyone wait*
Aro: *almost silently* Wait. We need Drew alone. He has a knife to her.
*nods drawing my own knife, prepared*
*Drew smiles as he looks towards the door.*
Drew: I know you're out there. Might as well come in!
Aro: *leads them in*
Alexis: Give her to us.
Drew...what in god's name are you doing?
((Hugs))
*Hugs Fab*
(Aha- silence
[hugs Adra]
I'm going to go, before I say something you don't want to hear.
Enjoy your evening/night/morning/afternoon, everyone.
Good night, Fabi- *cuddles and twirls around*
I'm here
Beanbag
Making my way downtown through Liberty, IN and thinking nothing of Sherlock's Hound of the Baskervilles, of course*
Right
Just dance
http://dishonored.wikia.com/wiki/File:Overseer's_Sabre.jpg
What do you guys think of it.
http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130614023442/dishonoredvideogame/images/c/c1/Overseer%27s_Sabre.jpg
Full resolution.
*nods* nice
-I kneel down on the ground, electricity pulsing through the earth beneath me-
It's happening again..
-my right arm twists and contorts, flashing and then becoming a beam of light-
Snow, if you'll help me, you'll be saving my life..
I- uh... sure?
Come here..
*hesitantly walks over* ah... what can I do to help?
-I grab your arm, nothing but whiteness in your eyes-
-we appear in a seemingly endless white room, a white bench in front of us-
Lay down.
*thinks* why?
-I double over, clenching my stomach, groaning-
JUST LIE DOWN
Fine... *hesitates a moment then reluctantly lays dowm*
-I tap the side of the bench, cuffs of light protruding to hold your arms and legs in place-
Don't worry, just stay still.
*mutters* please dont make me regret this...
You won't.
-I place my hand on your stomach, rendering that area numb-
*refrains from commenting*
-I pull out a small black case, opening it, a talisman concealed inside-
Stay. Still.
-I place the talisman on your stomach, standing back for the result-
*does as he says, praying I'm not going to seriously regret it*
-the talisman disappears, absorbed into your body-
-I smile, my eyes glowing-
You really shouldn't trust people you don't know, Miss Stormberg. (Sorry if it's mister.. :L)
-I place my hands on her forehead, sending through electrical currents-
Enjoy turning into light, filth.
(That was one outcome. I'll do a separate one, you can pick which one you want :))
-the talisman is absorbed into your body, a black symbol imprinted on the back of your left hand-
Thank you.
-we traverse back to Blogland-
(And don't think the first one is all bad, I'm sure everyone will enjoy tormenting me until I cure you. )
((See, k knew you would do that. You little shite. Na jk. For SnowTC's sake, I think I'll pick the second))
(;-; damn)
((I spoiled your hopes and dreams. *bows* Thank you, thank you. ))
(And I know for a fact someone is ghosting.)
((It is more than likely))
Snow, the Gods would like to reward you with a special gift in turn for the gift you have me.
Sure.....*raises eyebrow skeptically*
-I reach out my hand, smiling-
Come on. Up we go.
Um..... okay...... *loosely holds his wrist*
((Btw, thats one of snows flaws: she trust people unless shes given a reason not too))
-we ascend through light, appearing in Warden's Hold-
Hello, Snow Stormberg. We have been expecting you since your recent act of saving Sicarius here. We would like to reward you for your efforts.
*raises eyebrow again* right...
((:P))
A ring. Use it's power when in need of us, and we will grant you one wish.
There are so many different types of love. This is probably my favorite: Agape.
Agape: Unconditional Love.
Some people think they're worthless.
We tell them that we love them.
They say that we don't know the "real" them.
We don't care.
Agape is loving everyone in general, just for being there. Just for existing.
No one is worthless. No one is ugly.
Everyone has a purpose in life. Everyone is beautiful.
Beauty is just human preference.
True beauty comes from love.
Do not just read this and go "Eh, everyone says that. But they're wrong."
Tell me if that flower is worthless, I'll go on a rant to tell you otherwise.
Each and every living thing makes this world what it is.
Don't you dare kill yourself.
Stay here for your friends. Your family. For me. For everyone who cares about you.
and that being said, I dedicated this page to all you amazing people.
*unsure of what to say, or of whether to trust this lot*
That's lovely.
But, seriously.. Agape?
Sorry, was quoting someone there. :)
-the gods notice the mark on her hand, discussing it amongst themselves quietly-
Come on, Snow, let's go..
-the ring appears on her hand-
-I grab her hand, teleporting us down to Earth-
Right... I dont even know what the hell that was.
Hello?
Anybody home?
Hello?
Sorry, hello, hi!! I am here
Oh. Gtg now. Bye!
Oh... ok, bye then, Rhyds!
And hi Snow :)
Gah... Sherlock is killing me.
XD me and my friend are talking about sherlock right now
*grins*
I'm just watching "His last vow" and I seriously don't know what to think aobut it...
Hello everyone.
Sorry I havn't been on in so long. Exams >.> *flinches*
OMG CHI! :D
*tacklehugs*
Ooft... *hugs Mithria tightly* I missed youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
You might hate me later so i'll enjoy your hugs when they last :)
I missed you too!!!!
I'm reading your chapter at the moment - finally!
Oh btw, I'm just typing up chapter 10. Like half way through.
*fist pump* Hope you like it xD
YAY! And why should I ever hate you??
Em...it's something I wrote? um... *laughs awkwardly*
No... I finished reading and I still don't hate you...
The cold never bothered me anyway...
BUT THE HEAT ALWAYS HAS!!!!
No I mean... something I haven't posted yet, but I've wrote it. Meh.
Hai Death.
Oh... But still, I'm quite sure that I won't hate you ;)
Hello Death!
I'm glad you liked it Mithria ^.^ I really do only type these up for you. I think you're the only one who reads them xD
What? I'm the only one? Nah, I don't believe that!
Sorry, I gtg now... See you!
*hugs*
Bye Mithria *hugs*
I was so out of it yesterday that when I was talking about Fetus LM and 1D, I thought I was talking to Fabi.
...
Uh...
I don't want to know how I completely missed that.
Hey Adra.
NEW POST!!!
#ChaseForBookNine
Ohhhh this one.
*Another epic entrance* Who missed me this time? o3o
I did! Oh i did
*a tumble weed blows by*
*awkward cough*
No one, Soul
Thank you Zaf :D
XD zaffffff you ruined it!!
I like the ded I did for this page.
Owned good ma'am-sir-whatever you are
Detective. Good detective
That is not a gender my good detective
Gender shmender.
Hey woah this is so odd
? What's odd?
Us. We as a fanbase are odd. And damn proud of it.
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