
King Of The Hill, chapter fifteen: T Minus B
Teaser
So, I’ve been having a rant recently: but it’s come to my attention that people don’t feel they can give honest reviews for fear of other people’s readers, friends or personal wrath.
This is why I want to start a tumblr called Respect the Authors, Respect the Readers. This is where you can come to give criticism (constructively) or praise if you’re worried about the backlash from a review on FF. This is not a hate blog, this is a Post Secret-esque idea for polite critique and praise for the under-appreciated, whose names people don’t know.
The Gossip Girl fandom should be a democracy of free speech and thought.
What do you think?
Saying, ‘if you don’t like it, read something else’ should only occur if someone irrationally dislikes your story over things you can’t change. ‘If you don’t like it, write something else’ is downright rude.
I’m sick to death of fic writing being a dictatorship where you can’t say anything to the writer for fear of genocide or suicide. Here are some things to consider:
Fic writers are not untouchable. We are not holy. We deserve your praise and censure as much as real authors do, those real authors who are too far away to express their feelings, to be made happy or sad.
Be constructive.
Be polite.
And if you get criticised, see it as something positive to build on or just ignore it. You don’t know who’s on the other end of that criticism, and you could end up hurting them far more than they hurt you by calling down a jihad of readers on their heads. You put your work into the public domain, and that’s a symbiotic relationship: respect to you, respect to them.

King of the Hill by The Very Last Valkyrie
Chuck stiffened. “Whatever you want,” he promised, the omnipresent black limo purring into place at the kerb a perfect match for the omnipotent arrogance of his features. It was a mask, and underneath there was a man, but right then she was being kicked from the inside and wasn’t interested in either. “Whenever you want it, I’m going to be there to take it away from you.”“You have no idea what I want.”

“Did my invitation get lost in the mail?”