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I have a vague feeling I've acquired sadistic tendencies... *shrug*
When I give constructive criticism, it's just that. Constructive, critical feedback. I just have this vague feeling that anyone who's been told their entire life that they're an amazing author--and has never actually given helpful criticism about writing--is going to cry or something after getting commentary from me.
And strangely enough, I'm not that sympathetic. Which is weird, because this is me and I hate hurting people. On the other hand, I think my patience for people writing at a 12-year-old level who expect to get praises and not real literary reviews has officially become non-existent. If it's good, I'll say so. And explain what I think is good. If it's crap, I'll point out the major flaws and give advice on how to make stories actually readable.
So... end result? I think I make 12-year-olds (or people who write at that level) cry. And I'm so fed up, I don't think I even really care.
When I give constructive criticism, it's just that. Constructive, critical feedback. I just have this vague feeling that anyone who's been told their entire life that they're an amazing author--and has never actually given helpful criticism about writing--is going to cry or something after getting commentary from me.
And strangely enough, I'm not that sympathetic. Which is weird, because this is me and I hate hurting people. On the other hand, I think my patience for people writing at a 12-year-old level who expect to get praises and not real literary reviews has officially become non-existent. If it's good, I'll say so. And explain what I think is good. If it's crap, I'll point out the major flaws and give advice on how to make stories actually readable.
So... end result? I think I make 12-year-olds (or people who write at that level) cry. And I'm so fed up, I don't think I even really care.