Surviving a Bad Review

So you’ve written a book, and you’re published. You’re on cloud nine dancing barefoot with the pixies. I mean, you should be, it’s a big accomplishment. Your book receives glowing reviews. Friends stop you on the street to tell you how amazing they think your book is. Some thank you for being the awesome writer you are. Everyone is happy, they’re up on that cloud with you bouncing around to “Oh happy day,” and it’s a glorious feeling. They love you… I mean your book. Those months of sweat and toil were worth it. You’re going to be all right.

 

But then the unthinkable happens. You’re googling your book one evening, stroking that ego a bit more, trying to uncover even more people who love you…I mean your book. You see your book mentioned and you click the link.  Bam! You’re hit with a hard blow to the ego. Someone you don’t know has written a review. They hate you…I mean your book. This can’t be. Surely they didn’t understand the deeper meanings, or appreciate all the intricate plot threads. They couldn’t have. Just look at that! While summarizing the book, they wrote the facts wrong. Were they even paying attention? What the heck, your main character was a boy, not a girl, they lived in the city, not the freaking country. I mean, how credible can this reviewer be? Did they skim over the most amazing parts? If only you had them here. Let them tell you to your face they don’t like you…I mean your book.

 

I don’t care who you, if you’ve written a book and sold any amount of copies, someone  out there is going to be less than enthusiastic about it. While having everyone rave about your book is absolutely divine,if you think everyone who reads it is going to love it you need to get in the real world. I know, I know, you already know that. And if you’re lucky those who don’t like it won’t rate it on Goodreads or write a review. While all that may sound good in theory it’s not all that practical unless you don’t venture out onto the Internet.  Eventually, a book you write is going to get a one or two star rating, or an unfavourable review. That’s when you’re faced with the reality of it all, it’s right before your eyes. No denying it. Someone doesn’t like you…I mean your book. Worst of all they told the whole world.

 

So how’s an author to get past a bad rating or review, you might ask? Here are a few suggestions I have.

 

 

  1. Accept the fact that this is bound to happen. I’m not talking about accepting it on an intellectual level, but accept it in your heart. Hoping and wishing everyone will love your book won’t change the facts. People have different tastes. You do. Why wouldn’t someone else?
  2. Learn not to take these things personally. The person rating your book probably doesn’t know you from Adam. They’ve got nothing vested in you. You’re a name. That’s it. Remember, they aren’t saying they don’t like you. They’re saying they don’t like what you’ve written. There is a difference.
  3. Spend time on Goodreads. Check out your favourite authors. Read the reviews of books you absolutely love. What you’ll find is your favourite authors all wrote books that someone didn’t like. You might think these reviewers are nuts, but it doesn’t change the facts…or the rating.
  4. Be the first to write a bad review for your book. Don’t let someone else beat you to it. Print it out and post it where you can see it during the early days of publication. This will help absorb the shock when the real thing comes along. Remember not to be too nasty or obnoxious.
  5. Weigh the good reviews with the bad. Which one outweighs the other? If you receive 100 poor reviews or ratings and only three good ones (all from close friends) maybe this is telling you something. Otherwise, blow it off. One bad review, or two or three isn’t the end of the world.

 

Hopefully, these suggestions will help cushion the blow of that first bad review. I say, take comfort in knowing that you’re in good company.

 

Has a bad review ever set you in a tailspin? How did you deal with it? If you’re on Goodreads have you ever given a bad rating or review? If so, did you give any thought as to whether the author would read your review or see the rating?

 

 

Serendipitious Moments

I’ve been known to make declarations to the Universe at least a few times in my life. Now don’t go picturing me, head drawn toward the heavens shaking a clenched fist, crying out with passion, a hot tear trickling down my cheek. Come on now folks, it’s never anything that dramatic.

Last year I made such a declaration when I completed my current novel perhaps believing it would stop me from tinkering with it once and for all. One of the hardest things for any writer is to stop fixing every little flaw in their manuscript and move onto something completely new. We go over our manuscripts with a fine toothcomb so many times we can drown ourselves with the sound of our own words. Honestly, are a few rearranged words really going to keep us from being published? I hardly believe that to be the case. Of course, writers go on the assumption that if our baby is ever accepted for publication we’ll be working with an editor to try and make it the very best book possible, so when we reach the point where we declare our novel complete it really isn’t. But that’s another post altogether.

So, to continue my story…

Most of you know I have another blog where I post photos from around the area “..way out here in Dalhousie.”  You’ll see the link over on the right side. The posts are fairly simply– a picture and a quote and little more. I don’t consider myself to have any great skills when it comes to photography, but the blog is really just me playing around.

The evening I declared to the Universe that my novel was compete the very next thing I went on to do was post a picture of a chickadee I’d taken earlier in the day at a bird feeder on my Dalhousie blog. I needed a quote and randomly typed in bird quotes to see what sites Google would bring up. I found one and clicked the link. The very first quote on the list was this:  Hold fast to your dreams because without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.—Langston Hughes.  I stopped cold. I knew I’d found my quote and I knew my book would be published. How? The title of my book, the one I had moments ago declared complete is — To Fly With a Broken Wing.  Pretty cool I thought. Now with this very same novel about to be published I’m reminded of this moment even more.

Now it’s difficult for me to ignore these serendipitous moments although I know many people pass them off with hardly a thought. (Coincidence, they mean nothing!) Well maybe so, but I like to think of them a signs that I’m kind of on the right track. If nothing else, they warm my heart for a time and make me smile. There absolutely nothing wrong with a heart-warming moment, nothing wrong in taking a few moments to say a simply thank you to God or the Universe (however you want to say it) for sending these serendipitous moments our way.

Do you believe these serendipitous moments come to us for a reason or they are simply nice coincidences but mean nothing else? Have you experienced any serendipitous moments lately that you’d like to share?

Get Off Your High Horse

What the heck does it mean to  be on your high horse?

For me, being on your high horse means you’re indignant over a situation. How dare so and so expect this, say this to me or do that? I’m much better than that. Who do they think they are?  Sound familiar?

Well, maybe we don’t articulate our woes in quite that manner. Maybe we’re annoyed and hurt by something without feeling or even thinking about the reason why. We’re just annoyed, and we have a right to it. We’ve been done wrong. I mean, they write songs about this kind of thing, don’t they?

But you know what, being up there on our high horse doesn’t serve any real purpose now does it? I’ve been up there a time or two, and I can unequivocally say it never did me any good. It was a miserable, cold and lonely place to be. And I’m not all that crazy about heights if you want to know the truth.

Some years back an editor sent me some feedback on a story I’d written. I’d had problems with the story. I’ll admit that. I simply couldn’t find the voice I was going after. But I had worked my little heart out on it, and was basically being told the story wasn’t worth working on.  Ouch!  Talk about a slap in the face, an upper cut to the jaw.

When we hear something we don’t want to hear, it stings at first. Maybe more than we’re willing to admit. But then reality sets in and the hurt turns to anger. How dare this editor suggest that my story is crap! What do they know anyway? Everyone knows it comes down to personal likes and dislikes?

You climb up on your high horse and there you sit looking down at the world. For awhile you feel as though you have every right to be up there and you’re even enjoying the view. The winds blowing through your hair, feels kind of nice. You’re the injured party. You’ve been done wrong. Surely, this editor could have spared your feelings, broke it to you more gently by perhaps suggesting you take a nice long trip, all expenses paid, and leave that manuscript behind when you go.

The truth is, editors don’t say things to be mean and hurtful, and likely no matter what words they offered up would not have been the words you desperately felt you needed to hear at the time of rejection. Granted, I’ve received as few rejection in my day that had me feeling pretty darn good about my work, ones that offered some solid feedback for improvements and a whole lot of encouragement sprinkled on top, a bright red cherry too if I’m being honest.. One would like to think, that no matter what we’ve written, there is something worthwhile and salvageable. But sometimes, what we’ve written is only practice for that stunning masterpiece that is waiting for us down the road. We sometimes need to get real. If we’re serious about writing that is, and even more serious about being published. Anyone can write (at least in some fashion) but not everyone will be published. That is the reality we face, people.

So what does getting on your high horse really do for us except make us feel indignant and done wrong by, maybe even cause us to be frightened of heights?

Nothing.

It doesn’t make us feel good about our situation nor does it do anything to improve our writing. If anything it holds us back, fills us with miserable and self-defeating thoughts, that keeps us stalled in time until hopefully we get up the courage to climb back down again.

Have you ever been on your high horse over a comment an editor, or even a critique partner, made? What eventually made you get back down?

The Night Before Christmas (Bloggers Version)

Yeah, I know, there have been so many versions of this written that it starts to get sickening. But guess what? You’re going to have to punish through another poorly written “The Night Before Christmas”  sort of poem. It was just for fun and really more of a tribute to  all of you to let you know I appreciate your visits and your friendships. I couldn’t possibly mention everyone by name, but I managed to work in the names of some of your blogs.

So here goes…

T’was the night before Christmas ‘round the old blogosphere,
The bloggers were all sleeping; it had been a great year.
By the looks of their stats they were becoming well known,
Their reputations on the internet had steadily grown.
 
But lo in the darkness one blogger was posting,
Someone named Laura, her blogging friends she was toasting.
To let them all know just how appreciated they are,
All her friends on the internet the near and the far.
 
To all of the bloggers who stopped by last year,
Your comments were welcomed, your friendships so dear,
Together we shared, the good and the bad,
The books that we’d published, the spam that we’d had
 
To the ones “Freshly Pressed” your subscriptions were rising,
Not sure how you did it, but I am kind of surmising, 
That word tags and content is what does the trick
To Carol, Linda and Wendy, it was really quite slick
 
To see your great blogs on the “Freshly Pressed” stage,
Was really quite something, you were all the rage,
A little excitement to keep spirits high,
And to make all this blogging stuff feel worthwhile.
 
Here’s to those times when “I know I made you smile,
And to the “five cats” who stroll along the blogosphere mile
While we might not be “Herding Cats in Hammond River,” it is plain
Trying to think up great content sometimes boggles our brains
 
I hope you don’t mind these  “ramblings from the left
Some times I’m “….half awake and sleeping ” and not very deft
But as “A New Day Dawns“, I’ll  still be “Write here, write now
And all my online friends should really take a bow.
 
To those times you might have thought I was “Out of my mind”
When really dear bloggers there is nothing more sublime
Than “Doing the Write Thing” on the blogging scene
Those who post every day, you are really quite keen. 
 
Had it not been for blogging we never would have met
Even  the”Brightest Blue” sky can’t replace the time I’ve spent
Reading Careann’s Musings and the “Cluclutz writer’s “posts,
I have added so many in Google Reader, I’d kind of like to boast.
 
To be sure there are blogging “moments that take your breath away,”
We’re living a”A Life Less Ordinary“, all we really have is today,
To share our thoughts at one moment in time,
I know this poem is bad, I’m just trying to make it rhyme.
 
While some blogs just got started, others faded to the dust
You need to  post in the New Year, oh really, really  must!
For what would I do if you all disappeared?
I’d be all alone in the old blog-hemisphere.
 
So to ALL of you bloggers my hat goes off to you,
There was no way I could fit all your names in, it is true.
Just know in your hearts that this message is for you
So “Unleash the Flying Monkeys” and Happy New Year to you too!
 

So, I promised a poorly written poem and I delivered.

Now feel free to add your own lines in the comment section, use your own name or the name of your blog if you wish  because we could keep this going on forever if we wanted to. Note: I said if we wanted to….. In the meantime I hope you had a giggle enjoy the holidays!

 

So You Want to be the Prime Minister of Canada?

We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.

– Louisa May Alcott

Okay, I’ll admit to being a dreamer. I’ve no doubt admitted it right here on this blog before. Now, some of you might think that’s a bit of a lame way to go through life (and it’s okay if you do think that, it really is. You’re entitled to your own opinions) but I’m willing to bet that at least some of you are one my side here.

I’m under the impression that some people think that all dreamers are delusional, and no doubt some of us are. I’ve known people who set unrealistic goals for themselves and then did absolutely nothing to work toward making their dreams reality. (You can’t be a published author if you don’t write that book. And then, then, you actually have to get that manuscript printed off and into a publisher’s or agent’s hands. Sounds like a no brainer to me.)

Dreaming alone won’t get you where you want to go. You’ve got to actually do something. You know, put one foot in front of the other, that sort of thing. Set down one sentence, one paragraph and keep building from there. It may take many months, or even years, to get where we want to be. We might not make any huge strides in the beginning, but those baby steps add up after awhile. BTW, learning to have patience fits in nicely about now.  Just saying.

Being a dreamer doesn’t mean I go through life with unrealistic expectations, nor does it mean that I believe I can conjure up some far-fetched goal to achieve and spend the rest of my days hoping that it will magically materialize. I’ve never tried to convince myself that I’m going to be the next Prime Minister of Canada or anything else so bizarre, cause I can tell you right now folks, I know it just ain’t happening.

 

Big deal. So, you don’t want to be Canada’s next Prime Minister does this prove you’re not delusional? you might ask. Maybe. Maybe not. I’m smiling now because I’m thinking that dreaming for the sake of dreaming is harmless and sometimes fun. I still don’t want to be Prime Minister though.

Aren’t dreams the very things that keep us going especially those times when we’re feeling kind of low? If I’d never dreamed if being a published author would I have continued to spend twenty years writing? Would I have continued to revise and edit my work (making it the best that I could) and send it out one more time if I didn’t hold fast to my dream? If I hadn’t worked toward my dream I’d still be me, but I’d be an unpublished me, and I’m pretty sure there would be days when I’d start to think that pretty much sucks.

You know what? My dream came true, but I worked darn hard to get here. I didn’t give in even those times when I thought I was being delusional, tricking myself into hoping for something that was simply out of my reach. But you know what else? Every day we wake up in the morning for a reason. A brand new day is waiting for us to enter. We can go though the motions of living, not really giving a darn so long as we come to the end of the day, or we can aspire to becoming something more than we were the day before. We can let our dreams, big or small, help us to put one foot in front of the other because, aren’t dreams the very things that keep us going?

I don’t care who you are, you’ve got to have a dream even if that dream is something small. Not all of us will want to be Prime Minister of Canada. (You can rest easy Stephen Harper!)

No dreams = no fun in life, no accomplishments

Some might think that all dreamers are delusional, but I guess maybe I’d rather be thought delusional than to have no dreams at all.

The Secret Lives of Writers

“If a story is in you it has to come out.” William Faulkner

I’ve heard many times that we all have a story inside us. I’m sure you have, too. When my very first short story was published, and it came up in a conversation with  a friend months later,  my friend said, “They say we all have a story inside us.” I guess she wasn’t very impressed or else thought it was a one time thing that would never be repeated, that it was my ONE and only story. At the time I shrugged the whole “ I’ve been published” thing off, made out that it was no big deal. But guess what? It was a big deal to me.  Although I was secretly pleased with myself, I was certain no one else gave a flying fig. My friend’s reaction was proof of that. The whole truth was I felt very self-conscious about the fact that I was writing.

Yes, I was a closet writer for many years. I’m sure some of you are as well. I remember those days when I could not speak about writing to anyone without feeling a bit strange. Today, I know that strange feeling was caused by not truly believing I was a writer. I thought I was following a dream that would never become reality because truly great things would probably never happen to me. I was just too ordinary. I remember feeling as though I was keeping some well-guarded secret from the rest of the world, protecting my privacy, holding fast to who I was because no one would even care or understand my need to write.

But the secret finally came out as most secrets do, especially those secrets that niggle away at you, never letting you quite forget that you’re a keeper of a secret that will eventually become known.

I often wonder what my life would look like today if I had not let that first story out as Faulkner says. Would I have found some other outlet for my creativity? Or would I have become a cranky middle-aged woman who despises her life and everyone in it?

I believe that we all are here to bring new creations into the world. We shouldn’t think that our contributions are any less important than someone else’s. We will not all paint a Mona Lisa, or invent a telephone, computer or write a Harry Potter series.

Surprise! I’m not J.K. Rowling. I’m Laura Best. I can only create what is inside me to create. I can only use the talents and skills that have been given me. I can only write the words are in me to write, express myself in a way that only I can. Bitter, Sweet will never sell a million copies (nor, I’m sure, will any of my future books and that’s okay) but that won’t stop me from letting my stories out into the world. Because the secret’s out, and now that it’s out I don’t care who knows.

If we create for creativity’s sake then what is there for us to lose, what is there for us to keep secret?

Laura’s Little List for Aspiring Writers

I was trying to think about some advice I might give to aspiring writers if say, my opinion was ever asked. No matter what we do if life, if we have any amount of success, we’ve probably learned some valuable lessons along the way. I’ve had some success. I’ve learned things. I thought I’d make a little list.

In the beginning I knew nothing about writing or publishing, had no idea what getting published entailed. I simply started writing. Then I bought a book: The Canadian Writer’s Market. I’ll never forget the day I bought that book, knowing those pages contained the very essence of my dream. Who knew there was actually a book out there that told you how and where to submit your work? Wheeeee…. I was going to be published!

See, I was pretty naive way back when.

But you learn. We all do. We do something one way and if that doesn’t work we do something else, again and again, until we get the desired results.

I’ll be honest. I’m not much of a list maker. I think I’ve mentioned that before on this blog. I blame it on being a middle child, cause we’ve got to blame our shortcomings on something. Right?

Sometimes I start out with good intentions, I set down a list of tasks I’d like to accomplish. I might even do that for a day or two, but then something goes terribly wrong. Mainly me. I lose interest and the whole idea of list making goes down the drain.

So pardon me if I make this list short. Since five seems like a nice rounded number to begin with, I’ll make this list short and sweet cause, if you’ve got to read through yet another list, I figure it should be short and easy to digest. Sometime later I’ll think of a few more things to add to the list, and maybe I will, cause surer than anything I’m going to learn a few more things as I continue to write.

So here it is.

Laura’s Little List for Aspiring Writers:

# 1. You are never as good as you think you are.
Keep this in mind when you’re first starting. In the beginning I thought I wrote some pretty clever, not to mention astounding, prose. Once that baby landed on some editor’s desk it was going to be published. I just knew it! It took me many rejections to realize that I had plenty more to learn about writing, that all these first efforts was simply practise. And that’s okay. When you learned to walk, you started out with baby steps.

# 2. Nothing you write is ever a waste of your time.
So some of us need more practise than others. That goes with all things in life. It doesn’t mean we won’t eventually master it. Of course not! You knew that. When discouragement sets in, and it surely will at some time, forget about lashing out and deleting that story you’ve worked so long and hard on.(You’re probably too old for temper tantrums.)You didn’t waste your time. I’m presently rewriting a story I wrote a few years back, bringing fresh new language, and a brand new beginning, to an already existing story. I’m happy to have that original story to look back on now. If I had deleted it in a fit of discouragement I’d be kicking my rear end about now.

# 3. While your use of words is important so is the story because every story need a good solid plot. Plot? You mean there actually needed to be a plot? A purpose to all those beautifully crafted words I was writing? A beginning, middle and an ending, plot? I thought I could wow some editor with my words alone. Nope. Something’s gotta happen. That’s just the way it is.

# 4 If you’re going to make it in the publishing world, you must learn patience. Once you have learned patience, you must relearn it, maybe even a few times until you absolutely get it. And once you’ve got it, you’ll be plagued at least one more time with impatience cause the Universe insists that you really get the lesson. I figure patience is a biggie so far as the Universe is concerned. Writing/publishing takes time. We send out our manuscripts and wait for a response, one that we’re sure will come any day. The Canadian Writer’s Market said wait three or four months before following up with a query on the status of your submission. Three or four months? I wish! Think a year, maybe longer. Editors are very busy people.

# 5. Be original. This doesn’t necessarily mean wild and crazy, unless of course you like wild and crazy. You can still write about things you know and love, but try to put a different spin on it. Tackle that subject in a way no other writer has. Come up with original turns of phrase. Remember that no one can tell that story the way you can. It’s your story, after all, and you are a distinct individual looking to discover your own unique voice in the world.

So there’s the end of my little list. Of course I have learned more that these five things. I’ve been writing for over twenty years for goodness sake, but these were the first five that came to mind. Now get out there and start practising.

 

If you’re a writer, I invite you to share your wisdom in the comment section and add something to my list.

 

Making Dreams Reality

“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.” Ashley Smith

At some point, most of us come to the realization that we must fight to make our dreams reality just as Ashley Smith points out. While dreams may allow our imaginations to soar, dreams alone will not produce anything concrete or lasting. Holding your first published book in your hands will not come about by dreams alone. We all know that.

Nothing is going to get us where we want to be if we don’t do the work involved to get us there. I wish it were easier, that I had some special magic to tell others but, the truth is, it isn’t easy. It’s a lot of work, a lot of making ourselves write when we can think of a hundred other things that requires our attention. It is sitting at our computer while we miss out on another gorgeous day unfolding around us. It is persistence, and determination, and the ability to pick ourselves up as many times as need be. It is writing the story that just won’t go away, the one that occupies our hearts and minds, the story that will make us feel incomplete if we don’t eventually write it down.

I’ve never known any writer who has not, at some point, struggled to remain optimistic in the face of rejection. It is something we can take comfort in, knowing that we are not alone. Surely, the most optimistic person in the world suffers through moments of despair.

When things aren’t going so well, when we look at what we’ve written and totally hate it, it might help to realize that we are not alone with those feelings. I’ve heard tell of some pretty awesome writers who battle with feeling of insecurity, and it doesn’t seem to matter how many books they have had published. Get used to it. We’re all going to be there a time or two. Knowing that those feelings won’t stick around for long usually helps me when I’m feeling down.

I like to get out a paper and pen and write about how miserable I feel and whine about what a horrible writer I am until I cannot whine anymore. I write until the words that come out are words of encouragement and optimism that flow effortless across the page. It’s great to have those around us to help us through those time, but their words of encouragement will not help if we don’t believe it somewhere deep in our being.

Many people in my life come to me for encouragement and I’m always more that glad to give it. It’s the least that anyone of us can do for another. On this blog I will offer what I can in the way of encouragement for anyone, but in return, please promise that you will offer that same encouragement to yourself, remembering that we must all fight to make our dreams reality.

So I’m going to give you the opportunity to write the most encouraging comment to yourself that you can muster. Don’t be shy, tell it like it is. Make that inner you smile. 🙂

Quote of the Day

It takes a long time to bring excellence to maturity

—            Publilius Syrus

I recently came across this quote and I thought what a wonderful reminder it is. I’m inclined to believe that anything worth having is also worth working for. Instant gratification often leaves us feeling empty inside. Deep down we all enjoy a good challenge. Well, most of us that is.

Looking back now, I can honesty say I’m elated that some of my earlier works did not end up published. It made me work all the harder to achieve my goal. In the beginning I told myself that not only did I want to be published but I also wanted to be the best that I could be. Some of my earlier works were NOT the best, even though at the time, I might have felt that way. (Who knows, maybe back then I did think I could simply “whip one up.”) I would never want to look back at my earlier efforts and cringe at the thought that others had read it. Thankfully, that isn’t the case.

In some respects I’m grateful for the way things have unfolded for me. Not only did it take time for my first book to be published but within that time I matured, not only as a writer but, as a person as well. Had my first book come out twenty years ago I’m sure I would have buckled under the pressure of readings and public appearances. I’m not going to say that it’s now a breeze but I can honestly say I like meeting the people who have bought my book. Heck, they don’t even have to buy my book. I still enjoying meeting them.

My hope is that this quote will remind everyone to have patience, patience, patience and remember that it does take a long time to bring excellence to maturity. This not only applies to writing but with anything in life.

Keep working at it, no matter what that it is, and I know you will eventually reach that excellence Publilius Syrus wrote about way back when.

Did You Like My Book?

So, I’m not THAT brave. I never ask the “Did you like my book?” question when someone mentions having read my book.

Do I hope they enjoyed it?

Do I hope they became emotional involved in the lives of the Burbidges?

Absolutely.

I can say without reservation that without the reader having the book published would have been pointless.

See how important you all are?

I did have one author ask me this  question once and I’ve thought about it quite a little bit especially now that Bitter, Sweet is in the bookstores. I still marvel at what a brave question it was to ask.

Luckily, I did enjoy the book but I’ve wondered what my reaction would have been had I not liked it. Would I have been brave enough to say if I hadn’t? It’s a tough question any way you look at it.

A lot of people who know me have bought the book and of course they’re going to form opinions one way or the other. It’s only natural.  And although I may be as curious as all get out as to what their opinion is they’ll NEVER hear me utter those five little words.

So I’m curious about the rest of you.  Just how brave are you?

To the writers out there—- Do you think you’d ever ask someone if they enjoyed your book? And to the readers— If you disliked a book and the author asked you if you enjoyed it would you be brave enough to say you didn’t, would you lie and say you loved it or would you dodge the question by saying something like, “I found it quite interesting?”

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