Absurdia
observes in her latest blog post:
"Kerry wrote a whole book all about how she feels sad cos she's not getting fucked as often as she'd like.
Kerry dear, by the time I get finished with you you'll think you've been fucked by a train."
I am
not so much impressed nor concerned by her second line. It's that one about my
book that I need assistance with.
Ever
astute, profoundly possessed with smarts and the font of all things right, true
and talented, Absurdia once offered a critique on my published poetry anthology -
and dismissed it, in short, as utter bollocks.
I
would be most interested in hearing some more astute comment from you, Absurdia
- tell me a bit more about my book and where I went wrong with it, would you,
oh exalted critic.
What
exactly is wrong with my plot? Is it my protagonist - how could I improve
upon this character? Perhaps it is the title?
Which part of the work really didn't work for you?
I do mean REALLY DIDN'T work - there must have been some part
of the book that was truly out of kilter - elucidate upon that, pretty please.
Perhaps your advice on this will help me to better appreciate
the value of the not-so-subtly-implied threat of your second line as shown
above.
It's
really hard finding truly talented comment - people can be such sycophants, you
know.
Possessed
as I am of a nasty suspicious mind I might think you base your opinions upon a
sort of "professional" envy...
But
in you I may have found - at last, a true critic.
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