i hate edit things like that

And in today’s edition of What Not To Say To Fanfic Authors, we have this shiny clusterfuck.

Let the record state that this, right here, is not an example of criticism, constructive or otherwise, for all that it purports to be: above all else, it’s an example of entitlement. If a reader pays for one of my books and hates it, they’re completely within their rights to blog about how much it sucked and post negative reviews wherever, but the one thing they absolutely don’t get to do is demand that I retract or rewrite the story to better suit their tastes. Like, c’mon. What are you, new?

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.