OH NO NOW MY LIFE IS OVER.
Okay, so I'm fairly certain that ya'll are aware of my penchant for fanfiction, right? Well, my current baby of the past, oh, two years, has been His Last Request. I adore this fic to pieces. It's my longest-running fic to date (I've written nearly 61k of the damn thing, and it still hasn't ended), and I, personally, am always curious to know where it's going to go next. Because, seriously, I make this shit up as I go. THIS ALL BEING SAID...I received a terribly mean review for it today, which I will now share with LJ for posterity because, uh, seriously:
(insert creepy voice)I'm very disappointed in you Queenstrata, very
disappointed. i hope you feel guilty. why, you ask? you wasted my time AND
interest because you morfed this story into something that i don't like. good
day to you. you will not hear from me again. bitch
And...I'm supposed to take this seriously? Like, I'm really actually, honestly, supposed to care that in nearly TWO HUNDRED reviews, this is the first person to actually tell me that they disliked where I've taken this fic? Someone who can't even spell morphed properly? Beyond that, someone who can't even be bothered to sign in and let me know who they are? I guess they're afraid I might, I don't know, follow them back to their profile and leave mean reviews on their fics? THE HORROR.
Well, at least I can say that I got to end my night with some form of entertainment.
(Unrelatedly: thanks to a certain someone, I ended up watching clips of Ellen interviewing her wife on her show today. THEY ARE SO INCREDIBLY ADORABLE. That is all.)
LOOK IT'S SCAR. <3
(insert creepy voice)I'm very disappointed in you Queenstrata, very
disappointed. i hope you feel guilty. why, you ask? you wasted my time AND
interest because you morfed this story into something that i don't like. good
day to you. you will not hear from me again. bitch
And...I'm supposed to take this seriously? Like, I'm really actually, honestly, supposed to care that in nearly TWO HUNDRED reviews, this is the first person to actually tell me that they disliked where I've taken this fic? Someone who can't even spell morphed properly? Beyond that, someone who can't even be bothered to sign in and let me know who they are? I guess they're afraid I might, I don't know, follow them back to their profile and leave mean reviews on their fics? THE HORROR.
Well, at least I can say that I got to end my night with some form of entertainment.
(Unrelatedly: thanks to a certain someone, I ended up watching clips of Ellen interviewing her wife on her show today. THEY ARE SO INCREDIBLY ADORABLE. That is all.)
LOOK IT'S SCAR. <3