Of course it's fun writing about an egomaniac, but I know there are going to be reviewers who've never met me, who don't know anything about me, who are going to say this is autobiography: he's just changed the names of a few people, and the rest is totally as it was.
The reviewer is a singularly detested enemy because he is, unlike the hapless artist, invulnerable.
Some reviewers call my stories dark - and yes, there is violence and angst, and the stakes are high - but I like to think that the endings are satisfying and hopeful.
If the reviewers feel it needs immediate feedback, they may call it to the attention of one of the others and post it.
Should reviewers have caught some of this? Yeah, probably they should have. Obviously great claims require great proof, and maybe more people should review such a paper.
I think something had gone a bit wrong with the translation, because one of the reviewers said to me 'Bridget Jones's Diary' was a 'transcendental study of existential despair.' So, naturally, I was delighted that someone had at last recognized how profound I was,
Writers take words seriously-perhaps the last professional class that does-and they struggle to steer their own through the crosswinds of meddling editors and careless typesetters and obtuse and malevolent reviewers into the lap of the ideal reader.
Since the first call for papers went out in January, we received over150 proposals, virtually all of which represented intriguing sources of meaningful information. Only the limits of time and space prohibited our reviewers from adding more papers to the schedule.
I think being a woman and writing frankly about violence has gotten me some attention, and as someone who wants people to read my books, I can't complain about that attention, but it does puzzle me that this is something reviewers focus on.
I expect the worst both from reviewers and sales and then, with any luck, I may be proved wrong.