I just learned (again) that someone doesn't like me. Not that it's important, but it's another person that used to like me before "The Kingdom of the Woodland Realm Trilogy" got noticed. I'm starting to think some people that wished me well before were lying. It's not that serious, people. I am a writer. I don't do anything half-assed. My dad always told me if I do anything, do it right otherwise you're wasting your time and others as well. So I try my best every day. If that annoys people, I'm sorry, but I am not changing because someone hates me for trying hard to do my best and people liking that. I don't need that drama in my life. I have enough to worry about with my family and getting to see my dad. So, in case someone is thinking I'm going to a) stop writing this book or b) cry because someone wants to "hate" on me because my book is noticed more now, might I suggest you don't hold your breath too long--you'll turn blue and die before I care. No one asked you to like what I do--even though before, some were all over it now all of a sudden I'm not "liked" anymore. Unless I've insulted you, talked about you poorly or in anyway been disrespectful of your person or friends or family, all this hating isn't bothering me. I am not in competition with anyone, I don't "troll" and frankly, hating on people you don't know all that well is childish and ignorant and I've got too much to do to worry about it. So long as you don't hurt any of my true friends that aren't bothered by my being noticed and are genuinely happy for me (and me for them when good fortune comes their way), carry on hating me. I only notice it when my friends are the target of it--which happened today when someone threatened them they would block them if they didn't block me. That's (pardon the language) bullshit. I'm going back to work now. I have something to get up on several blogs this week and none of it requires me to cry over haters.
