"Self-pubbing's only for fools!"
"The Big Six have out-of-date rules!"
It makes my head spin,
This publishing din,
A pox on these loquacious duels.
This limerick is in response to the blog post I read this morning that made me feel like a goddamned loser idiot for even considering doing something so breathtakingly stupid as self-publishing my book, since self-publishing is OBVIOUSLY a sign of a horrible, worthless crappy book.
I made the decision to stop reading that blog a long time ago because its author is steeped in bile, vitriol and contempt. It's touted as an "important" blog, one that all early-career writers "must" follow. However, reading it always made me feel angry and rather dirty, as though I'd gone for a walk over a badly leaking septic tank. I don't miss it a bit.
Still, this morning I clicked on a twitter link, thinking maybe for once the value of the message would outweigh the acid packaging.
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