Trolls Are Everywhere…
But seems for me, they have to come looking. The reason is that I just ignore them and eventually, because they are starved for attention, they go away.
Now, I know clearly that my opinions of professional fiction writing are only based on how it is really done, not on how some beginning writers think it should be done. I actually write and publish and make a lot of money, and that just pisses off a large part of the younger writers as well. But if a person doesn’t want to hear how it is really done, they tend to stay away from this blog and anything I say or write or teach.
Can’t say as I blame them. Beliefs being challenged can be upsetting.
Well, it seems my little blog post about the career you are after doesn’t exist anymore made a number of these younger writers angry on some location. I got one really angry letter with all sorts of swear words. I found it great fun.
And I got a person trying to reason with me about how wrong I am about traditional publishing. (This person had never sold a novel to New York, but “had an agent” and hoped to sell a book right after the next rewrite.)
Not a damn thing I could say.
So while I laughed at the swear words and deleted that comment, I felt sad deleting the one who tried to logically convince me I was wrong. For a moment I had a compulsion to try to help him. The feeling passed right after I took some Tums.
Now understand before you go shouting at me that I don’t know anything about New York because I indie publish my own work, I sold 106 novels to traditional publishing under more names than I can figure out. And I edited for Pocket Books on one project for 10 years. And I had a powerful agent for 17 years that never sold a book for me. Not one. I sold them all. She just did the grunt work that I told her to do.
The world that I made a good living in is dead. And the number one thing I DO NOT MISS about it is the lack of respect toward the end. Kris reminded me of that lack of respect and it just made me shudder. I was in the last few years of the change from the old world to this horrid mess you see now in traditional publishing. I hated it.
So these two poor trolls came all the way across the intertubes to find this blog and yell at me and try to convince me I am wrong. I enjoyed the two letters, or at least the one with the swearing. The other one just made me sad that the myths are so powerful that this possibly talented young writer is wasting years and years when his work could be finding fans.
Sadly, after what traditional publishing will do to his ego and soul, he will never find his way back to indie and having fun and living his dream.
So I just keep on telling the truth about writing and publishing. All I seem capable of doing these days.