Being, as I am, deep into the last rewrite of my novel, I’ve been kind of unaware of my surroundings. Perhaps because of this, last night I had another visit from my resident writing critic:
The first thing he told me was to “keep the scene with the cows.” Since my book doesn’t have any cows, I’m thinking he had me confused with James Patterson.
Then he tried to convince me that any book that stars a moose as its main character is sure to be a bestseller.
I tried to make him understand that the chicks don’t really dig moose, but he wouldn’t listen. We exchanged our differing points of view in a civilized fashion, and then he ate my bushes.
After I’m published, do you think I’ll rate a better class of critic?
This post is critiquing the others over at humor-blogs.com.
February 11th, 2008 at 1:29 pm
I didn’t think there was a better class of critic.
February 11th, 2008 at 2:16 pm
I just want one that doesn’t devour my landscaping.
February 12th, 2008 at 7:43 am
I think if the worst thing a critic does to you is trim up your landscape, you’re in pretty good shape. If I thought I’d attract critics like that I’d start writing right away!
February 12th, 2008 at 9:29 am
You’re right - I doubt Dan Brown’s detractors trim his hedges.
February 12th, 2008 at 11:07 am
Awwwww he’s cute you should invite him in for a little snack!
February 12th, 2008 at 2:18 pm
I would, but I’m pretty sure he’s full.
February 13th, 2008 at 6:54 pm
Dude, chicks dig moose. Particularly chocolate mouse, but we’re not that picky. Really. At least, when it comes to moose, mouse, or meese.
February 13th, 2008 at 7:14 pm
Well, he’s not chocolate - unless you count his color. Should I send him your way? He might be willing to share his critical views.