I’m sorry, Stephenie Meyer.
I’ve trashed you here a few times for being a bad writer. I know, I’m late to a very big party. And I also know that you have a gazillion dollars in the bank from the royalties, have probably had tea with Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart and throngs upon throngs of adoring followers who will buy and read anything you ever write. So you must not give a shit about what one sort of bitter woman in NJ would write, right?
Well, today I got to thinking about all that and how I would feel if it was me. Because, Stephenie Meyer, I am writing a fanfic for Twilight that is reaching epic proportions (okay, not saga length, but big for a fanfic) and I hope to get it out there in the world soon and am now realizing that people might actually read it, and what if somebody out there thinks I suck as a writer?
Because I’m telling you now, somebody will.
And if I read “she sucks!” even just one time, it won’t matter if thousands of people love it. I will obsess about that hate. Because that’s my nature.
Stephenie, if that’s your nature too, let me tell you how sorry I am. I really mean it.
Let me tell you something else.
I love Twilight. I read this at a point in my life when I really, desperately needed a fantasy to escape into so I could forget some very painful real life shit that was going down. I became absorbed, wholly, in your world.
Thank you for creating that world for us. I don’t care how flawed it is, honest. It brought me a lot of happiness and it inspired me to write over 100,000 words (and counting) of my own version of this tale. And my writing, I promise you, is not going to wow anyone with any kind of love of literature.
Today when Billy Burke stopped by (omfg, he didn’t, no, yes he did) Twitarded, (the most excellent Twilight related blog on the net), I realized that sometimes famous people read the shit that’s written about them in blogs. If I was famous, I know I would. And I would be bothered, too much, by the criticism.
I’m not saying it’s unfair, or somehow not right, or not useful to criticize icons of popular culture such as Twilight. I’m just saying that I don’t want to make you feel bad, Stephenie. And I know you will never in a million years read this, and even if you did, you would not likely give a shit. I would certainly hope not.
But just in case, I want you to know I’m sorry for the smack talk about your writing. And I want you to know that I thank you, a lot, for Twilight.
Love,
Myg
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I love you. That’s all.
: )
You’re so awesome it hurts.
Also, I am in NEED of your fic. NEED, WOMAN! Can’t wait to get my filthy eyes all over it. :-p
Hi Myg! I was just referred over here by the awesome ladies of Twitarded, and I know of a website that just may help. It’s called The Worst Review Ever, http://theworstreviewever.blogspot.com/ where the worst reviews we’ve ever received are posted in all their deconstructed glory. Writers, musicians, everything. My own a cappella group’s is posted! (Look under the Faux Paz) So, just for when you read that first inevitable “this sucks!”, you can go there and comiserate
Looking forward to your fic!!
Thanks Amanda. I actually got a review of my old band once that said “They were so nondescript, when they die they’ll be lucky to have headstones.”
It’s actually my favorite review, ever. But at the time it wrecked me. Hence this post.
I second what STY said… I love you too!
I’m brand new to your blog and this post was awesome in so many ways! Looking forward to your fanfic…and getting to know you via your blog!