Friday the 13th
Oct. 13th, 2006 05:13 pmFeel free to skip the whining below.
Today was one of those days. At work the customers screwed the database in truly new and interesting ways, and then forgot to tell me about it so it was a surprise to one and all that $14M dollars had evaporated from the forecast.
I then opened my e-mail to find that I had received the "thanks for being interested but we're not putting you on a panel" mass e-mail from the folks at World Fantasy. I've been instructed that I may still make the final programming cut, depending on how things shake out, but it's still a bummer.
This was followed by a fan letter from someone reading DEVLIN'S HONOR who accused me of padding the book and turning into the next "Robert Jordon" (sic). Since DH is book two of a trilogy that did indeed wrap everything up in three books, I felt the comparison a tad unfair. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but I'm once again reminded why I should not read fan letters when I'm feeling cranky.
ETA: In fairness I should note that the crappy fan letter was offset by two glowing e-mails, but naturally I'm focused on the one that said I sucked.
Today was one of those days. At work the customers screwed the database in truly new and interesting ways, and then forgot to tell me about it so it was a surprise to one and all that $14M dollars had evaporated from the forecast.
I then opened my e-mail to find that I had received the "thanks for being interested but we're not putting you on a panel" mass e-mail from the folks at World Fantasy. I've been instructed that I may still make the final programming cut, depending on how things shake out, but it's still a bummer.
This was followed by a fan letter from someone reading DEVLIN'S HONOR who accused me of padding the book and turning into the next "Robert Jordon" (sic). Since DH is book two of a trilogy that did indeed wrap everything up in three books, I felt the comparison a tad unfair. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, but I'm once again reminded why I should not read fan letters when I'm feeling cranky.
ETA: In fairness I should note that the crappy fan letter was offset by two glowing e-mails, but naturally I'm focused on the one that said I sucked.