For we will be wicked, and we will be fair And they’ll call us such names, and we really won’t care So, go tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes There’s a place they can go if they’re tired of chains
What bothers me the most about the people who don’t believe @seananmcguire’s twitter stories is that they don’t take the time to look up who she is.
She’s a novelist. She writes stories for a living. Which means that if she’s making something up, she normally gets paid to do so. Anything she posts on Twitter - that’s just her living her life and narrating the funny bits.
Her being a writer is part of the appeal of her tweets. She knows how to tell a story and how to tell it WELL. She knows how to choose just the right words, maximizing the 140 characters given to her to craft the perfect set of tweets.
It’s what makes her lizard-in-the-leg story so much fun. It’s what makes the children’s-Moana-singalong story so much fun. And it’s a skill that not everyone has.
Seanan takes an ordinary run-of-the-mill event - her cats meowing and chittering at birds outside her window - and turns it into a hilarious spectacle with caps lock and multiple exclamation points and ellipses to convey human confusion and bewilderment. And she does this because she’s a writer, because she knows how to manipulate letters and punctuation to tell a story the best way possible.
Seanan McGuire is a writer. Yes she creates works of fiction, but she rarely does it for free. Unless otherwise stated, everything posted on Twitter is the truth. It’s just the difference between a hilarious Disney-loving best-selling novelist telling a story and your boring neighbor from down the street telling a story.