I was really trying to be a good sport today, and I think I was doing well. I didn't get much sleep, so I'm tired, and my head's pounding. However, I was happy, and cheerful, and dangit, I was laughing. Then I just got a review for A Few Unbearable Months. I quote:
'What. The. Fuck.'
End quote. Yes, folks, that's the review. I'm no longer amused. If you don't like what I write, then don't read it! I don't need a useless review that just swears at me.
So I tried to hold myself back, but I fond myself writing a letter anyways. It says:
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound rude, but was something wrong with my story? Because I have to say, I'm not fond of reviews that swear at me, without a reason. Perhaps you can explain why you said, and I quote:
"What. The. Fuck."
Because I'm no longer amused. And my head is pounding so bad... I think the thing that annoyed me the most was the language. Yes, I swear, but I don't
swear at people, because that's rude. I don't swear in letters, or reviews. I swear in stories, but stories are rated
. Anyone could read that review, and that upsets me. Perhaps I'll just go delete it. Because I'm so not amused right now. Argh!
But at any rate, another section of Tryin':( Wouldn't it be awesome if Gai danced? Woot! )
Forgive me if it's not up to par with previous parts. I'm tired, pissed, and hurt. But enough about that. Part 13 is done, and so is Chapter Five. Yay!