Let me explain why I may appear to be in "a mood", as my Dad used to say. That phrase always irritated me. Everyone is in some sort of mood 24/7, right? But, I knew what he meant...he meant Mom was in a bad mood. Not just any mood. A bad one.
Anyway, back to MY mood. A neighbor recently told me he read my book and found it interesting. I thanked him and we went our separate ways. I'll be honest; I've never really like the guy. I don't have a particular reason to dislike him, but he's a recovering alcoholic who's been sober for six or eight years. I don't trust people who don't drink, but knew I could make an exception given his addiction. His years of sobriety have made him into a being better than the rest of us. You and I are mere mortals who resort to swilling booze while he makes the world a better place simply by being in it.
I guess I am in a mood, right?
Trust me, the guy is a dick. Even Mother Theresa would be hard pressed to find a likable quality about the man.
A few days ago, another neighbor told me what Mr. Sobriety had to say about my book behind my back.
"What made her think she could a write a book, anyway? It was the worst piece of filth I've ever read!"
If sexual abuse of a minor and a hand job is the worst kind of filth he's ever read, what the hell does that guy read? Dr. Seuss? Even the Twilight series described vampire sex.
I don't mind that he didn't like the book; it's not for everyone. People are entitled to their opinion and if you buy a book, you've paid for the right to express that opinion. Oh wait...he didn't buy it. He borrowed it...but he's still entitled.
What has me in a mood is he doesn't have the stones to share his honest opinion. What does he think I'll do? Poop on his grave? Vandalize his desk? Force him to drop a turd in a box?
You know you have made an impression when the self-righteous feel obliged to trash you:)
ReplyDeleteHe may be a jerk, but the good thing is apparently he is still afraid of you!