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Not Actually My Rainbow Princess Diary ([info]arionhunter) wrote in [info]otf_wank,
The sheer amount of angst and self-justification at work from Sims is delicious.

"Dear readers...if you cannot find sequels to novels that you've loved or if publishing companies in this economy disappear or if authors' future works cannot be found...it might very well be because publishers, editors and agents visit these sights and read the reviews - yes even those given by angry malcontents - and these industry professionals weigh whether subsequent contracts should be offered to various authors."

Oh, don't worry, Ravenous Romance will never turn you down!

"They (the authors) hope that so-called reviewers (often shameful people who abuse the power Amazon provides) will not directly try to keep the author from making a living."

How, dear wankas, can an author still put food on her family? Will the tollbooth of the authors become too few?

"I'd liken their collective attitude to Gestapo tactics, but I don't think anyone who left comments on the list on behalf of Taylor would know what I was talking about, let alone be able to spell it."

And, five minutes to Godwin impact...

"For those of you who don't know...I was a police officer for almost ten years. I've been called things in languages from all over the world. Taylor and her webspinners hardly bother me."

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SWORN AT? IN SWAHILI?

"and I might be writing under six different aliases....you might not know who I really am at all......or how many titles there are out there that you've read and actually liked that belonged to me"

*cue spooky music*

"On an occasion of this kind it becomes more than a moral duty to speak one's mind. It becomes a pleasure."

She says as she stands triumphant above the rabble, orchestral music swelling in her wake.


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