I DON’T mean to add to the bitterness and despair of the Writing Community, but I have a bone to pick with this place. I’m starting to think it’s no community at all but rather a crowded street where the best interactions feel like calling out across the crowd and the average interaction is getting elbowed in the eye socket only to have the offender shout in your ear, “You bumped into me!”
I’m tired of the bickering and arguing. I’m tired of the constant judgment of self-published authors whose releases don’t live up to the standards of assholes who didn’t even read the book. Think a writer didn’t do a good enough job? DON’T BUY IT. Anyone who can’t afford editing and professional book covers damn well knows you’re glaring at them from across the Twitterverse.
And no, a poor writer publishing a book with a shitty cover does not have one bit of impact on whether or not your shiny fucking masterpiece sells, you arrogant twat. Books are judged on their own merit, self-published or traditionally published. If your book isn’t selling, that’s your problem. Join the fucking club with the rest of us.
I’m not going to carry on about this. If you’re not seeing the mud-slinging in your feed, I’m happy for you. If you are, you don’t need me to catalog all the different ways the Writing Community sucks ass lately.
With this post, I just want to give a shout out to those of you who don’t want to be caught up in pointless Twitter drama, who miss the days when the Writing Community was actually fun and full of real support, who enjoy friendly debate without it turning venomous.
I’m making a personal vow to step back and steer clear of it all. I’m just going to tweet my stupid tweets, read manuscripts during the day, read self-published books at night, and try to push out some useful material on my blog, particularly for querying authors.
If I didn’t rely on Twitter to promote my critique service, I would delete my account, but I love reading manuscripts. I especially love encountering querying authors with amazing novels and helping them inch closer to signing with an agent. That makes the shittiness of Twitter worth it.
So let’s be productive. Let’s quit with the bickering and pointless engagement-seeking and pursue our dreams for a change.
Write a book, nerd.
P.S.–Sorry for being so harsh. I needed to vent. And I’m not calling anyone out in particular. I’m critiquing the general temperament of the community, not any given person who’s gotten caught up in it. I’m guilty myself, and I just want to focus on what matters: books and writing.