One of the best parts of putting my writing out in public is, of course, a positive response. And certainly, a bad review is hurtful, especially when they offer no insight as to what was wrong with your work. In many instances, I know, it has to be just a matter of taste.
I have a sort of collection of King Arthur books. Some I have tried and tried and cannot get into them. One was the beginning of a saga. It started when the ship full of people spotted a baby someone had just thrown in the sea. A sailor jumped in and saved it. It was, or course, Arthur. (The different spins on the legend are part of the fun.) It was very well written and quite a large book. By the end of the book, they were getting off the ship after finally reaching shore and the baby was still a baby. Sure, there was lots of back history and necessary exposition, but I just couldn’t plow through it all. Other, one in particular that is mostly focused on Guinevere, I have read and reread. I won’t deny that a lot of what I write has its seeds in that legend.
One particular review struck me so that I wanted to ask the person to be a beta reader and dissect the book for me. It is supposedly a no-no to speak back to reviewers, but I am still toying with the idea. Something about her language or style made me think we would understand each other.
I read one Harry Potter, the first. It was okay. I galloped right through it, but for some reason I have no desire to read another. I was insulted by one of my relatives when I asked her if she had read my book and she replied, “No. But did you read Fifty Shades of Gray?” Please.I will not be reading the Hunger Games. Instead of Woody Harrelson I will be picturing Richard Dawson and instead of Peeta, I will see Arnold Schwartenegger. I just bought a trilogy of Edith Wharton’s work. She is very acerbic which I love, but I find it slow going so far.
I visit this site called Algonquin’s Table. I don’t know how I found it, but I have put a few things up there. The little story about the lamb was reviewed by someone who lived in that area and he said I got the sense of place right. That was cool since I have never been there. The nice thing about Algonquin’s Table is they love to comment and start convos about everything and they nag you in email if they haven’t heard from you. I recently submitted the same excerpt from The Maze that I have put up here. Here is a snip of some of the responses I have received:
I had made it clear that it was not classified as Erotica, but it is nice to hear someone somewhere enjoyed it. Now I have to go back and thank him and mention the whole book costs last than a fancy greeting card.