Being a writer for most of my life taught me to be stronger and more humble. I have faced countless people who shower me with criticism (most of them are biased and unconstructive). My first reaction? Hurt. And disappointment. Yet after a while I could differentiate between positive feedbacks and unconstructive criticism. No matter how sad I am, I'll always take notice of the first, and ignore the latter.
Recently an acquaintance asked my feedback about her writing. She asked for an honest response, so I gave it to her. I have to say that her works need improvement. She needs to pay more attention to punctuation, diction and the like. Also, the story's plot is weak, characters are given scripts and they act as if forced.
She was angry at me. She accused me of being a snob, for not understanding.
I am tired of facing this kind of outburst. Yet I understand. I really do. When someone says that they hate my book, it is as if they slap a thick steel door in front of my face. It feels painful. Yet how can you force people to like your stories? You can't mess around with taste.
I have several friends who also happen to be writers. Sometimes I dislike their works. Does it mean that I hate them? Absurd.
How wonderful the world would be, if everybody understands this simple concept. I don't like your works DOES NOT MEAN that I hate you. I just dislike your creations, if you remain as a good buddy, will I have a reason to loathe you? Surely not!