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Sometimes I see a thread in the Authors' Hangout on Literotica complaining about mean anonymice, who pop into a story, trash it and run off skipping with their tails and laughing.
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The appreciative remarks of my anonymice are what make me carry on writing and publishing my writing.
A special piece of celebratory cheese, something soft and fragrant - a Port Salut perhaps - must go to someone who bought my first novel, within a few days of my tremblingly putting it up on Smashwords. Oh brave soul! at that time, it was a 275K word romance, with just a little bit of sex in it. (Since then I've managed to get it down to 250K words and packed a lot more sex into it.)
I recently joined an erotica writers' group on Facebook and the kind but firm comments from other writers on extracts from books I put up there make me realise that my writing needs some serious editorial surgery! Critical commentary is necessary if our fabulous works of fiction are to get out there to wider audiences. But the anonymice are vital to anxious new writers who hesitantly put some stuff up, knowing they love it themselves and really just asking, Do you like this too? Shall I carry on? If someone whose name you recognise likes your work, it might be because you said you liked theirs, but when an anonymouse says they love your story, you know it must be true.
Thank you, anonymice! I will carry on as long as you carry on leaving little tidbits of feedback; cake crumbs of appreciative critique. Here is a moist crumbly Welsh cheese for you, a special Caerffili. xxx
Cheese From Wales