I absolutely, positively promise any/all readers that I will not turn this blog into a personal love-fest. I loathe writers who brag; who think they’re God’s gifts to the literary world and who believe that what we do isâ€”of all thingsâ€”important.
That said, I got my first real review today for “Boys Will Be Boys,” and I’m psyched. From a writer’s standpoint, it’s not that reviews provide a sense of self-worth or make you feel extra-special or anything like that. I mean, you either feel good about what you’ve accomplished, or you don’t, and no review (be it The New York Times or the Pennywhistle Press) should impact that sense. However, we’re also human, and kind words are appreciated, just as mean words (and they’ll certainly come in droves) hurt.
So here’s the review, straight outta Compton (well, Publishers Weekly):