M.J. Nicholls' cover story, "A Modern Narrative [1]" inspired this bizarre work.
Nicholls' story made me want to run in circles, shout "hahahahahaha" maniacally, whack my head with a stout book, and run into bookstores to risk arrest while madly toppling junk-ass-written best sellers to the floors.
At the same time, I sympathized with the fragility of a writer's ego -- all it takes is one person to hurt that ego so much that it never forgets.
Which is not to say that no one should ever say anything bad about others' writing, not by any means, but ... if you're not supremely confident about your writing (or any other art), mean words do hurt.
Hmm, supremely confident, or ... raking in the big bucks.
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