Critics called me 'egregious' - I had to look that one up - and 'creepy', but now I don't read them, I weigh them.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The biggest critics of my books are people who never read them.
I don't read the critics.
Sometimes literary critics review the book they wanted you to write, not the book you wrote, and that's very irksome.
The critics don't bother me.
I work really hard at these books, and when colleagues write nasty reviews of them, I take it very personally.
When I started blogging in 2004, I responded to every comment no matter how nasty the reader was. I was generally polite, believing that these critics would be so charmed by my professionalism that they would see the error of their misogynist ways and swiftly run out to read a bell hooks book. Ha!
Maybe I'm just as bad as my critics who hound me.
Horror fans are a particular breed. They analyze films with such detail and expertise that I am reminded of the Canadian literary critic Northrup Frye, who approached literature with similar archetypal analysis.
I would say that in my black readership, more of my readers tolerate the horror aspect of my work, you know. 'I don't usually read this kind of stuff, but.'
I reach my readers regardless of what the critics have written.