Last week, I procrastinated in writing about “Bad Reviews” on Amazon. I had recently received my first bad review and was stung by its tenor and content. The review came across as scolding–like “why did you waste my time with this book–so full of shallow characters, too many footnotes, etc. A real writer would have explored each of these characters in depth.” I read it over and over as if the criticism would somehow become more palatable or disappear like invisible ink from the page. Then there was that one word of finality to remind me how far short I had fallen with my book–“Sorry!” Like, sorry, not this book. Ouch. OK, so I’m a sensitive author and it hurt. Hurt as in “I’m Only Human,” a song you might recall from the 80s pop group ‘Human League.’
But it appears my first bad review had come to the attention of Anne R. Allen, blogster extraordinaire and patron saint of newbie authors. Her recent blog, “Congratulations on Your First Bad Review! You’re Officially Published” was like a salve to my wound. I won’t take much time paraphrasing what Anne said. Anne tells it best in her blog. My sources tell me that my first bad review was Anne’s inspiration for her blog. Glad I could help! If there are a few choice takeaways from Anne’s blog, it would be these: “
If I can make my own point about writing and criticism. Be realistic–not everyone is going to “five-star” your work. Be satisfied knowing you like it. That your spouse likes it. That your kids like it. Be grateful. Anything more is icing on the cake.
A close friend of mine said, “Who cares about liking the book. It’s your legacy. That, in itself, should be enough!” He’s got a point there.
The more I write, the more I learn. I have discovered being a good writer is not about waiting for divine inspiration, a manic episode or a buzz from my third glass of Malbec (I’m not promoting this tasty and full-bodied red wine from Argentina). It’s about hard work and discipline. Which brings me to my final point.
During his career, my late father, a high-ranking NYC police officer worked on and off in Manhattan. He had the great fortune of meeting and befriending one of the most interesting and successful people in the world of publishing–Michael Korda. For those who are unfamiliar with Michael Korda, he is an English born novelist, former Editor-in-Chief of the Simon & Schuster Publishing Company and a best-selling author (Charmed Lives) in his own right. Knowing my love for writing, my father was anxious to tell me all about this great man and gift me one of Michael’s books “Worldly Goods” which I ended up reading several times.
Although some might look upon Michael Korda and my father as the “Odd Couple,” I could see qualities they both shared–discipline and hard work in their individual crafts.
My father used to say, “Michael Korda writes two to three hours every day–every morning before he goes to work. Do you see, son, how much discipline that requires?”
Dad, I do see it now, I do get it, it’s kind of like ‘practice makes perfect.’ Had I heeded my father’s advice when I was in my 30s, who knows?
But now in my 60s, sitting in my study, I tell myself, “it’s never too late.”
I have put the Malbec on hold for later this evening. For now, there’s not a moment to waste.