Adrienne here - posting a few days late , apologies. I was checking out our nifty new digs here and looking through some of the archived blogs, and realized that some readers could possibly think we Evil Writers can be a bit...well, angry. It's true, writers get frustrated with things, I think partially because our profession is so misunderstood by those on the outside. Problem is, those on the outside are our readers; part of the symbiotic relationship that helps us to exist. However, when we hear the same questions asked of us over and over by non-writers, it can get a bit tiresome, namely because what we do is often treated flippantly. Why? Because it is entertainment, and entertainment is something people feel fully entitled to judge - as they should. It's subjective. But when you're the one producing the entertainment, you kind of prefer that someone actually READS what you've created before trying to categorize or pass judgement on it.
For instance, the dreaded 'Will I like it?' I have an author friend who goes absolutely ballistic when someone asks this. "How the hell should I know? I'm not in their head, I don't know what they like and don't like!" I usually ignore the 'Will I like it' question, because it's nothing more than a grab for power from someone who gets that you, as an author, will always be in the defensive position. You have poured yourself into a work of art, and now others are within their rights to judge it, as every single one of them are potential audience members. I always sort of see them like this in my head when they smirkingly ask these type of questions:
Bottom line, no matter how familiar some of the themes may sound when describing our story, it's not LIKE anything else. Because it's ours. It's unique, and we want you to have a unique experience while reading it. That's our job; to give you an experience that's nothing quite like what you've had before. So if you want to know what our book is like, maybe you should just read it. Or not read it. Your call. But when you stand there smirking at us with your thumb teetering like Joaquin Phoenix in Gladiator, before you've even read one page, quite frankly, it makes us want to punch you in the face. And takes great restraint not to do so.