huge family and married into another large one. I have (or would like to think
I have) many friends. My book came out on June 9th 2011 and many of
my friends and family read it.
cards and e-mails with ‘review-like’ comments. One or two actually posted them
on my facebook page. So I found that as
an author I had the wrong kind of friends and relatives. Perhaps not the wrong
kind, but not review friendly friends and relatives.
last summer and through that PR the book was requested for reviews, but that
meant I had to sit, wait, hope, fear, wonder. What if my first review was a bad
review? What if all my reviews were bad reviews? What if my friends and family
were trying to spare my feelings? Should I start smoking again? Should I take
up drinking? I opted for massive amounts of chocolate; I am still trying to
lose the weight acquired during the waiting period!
later the reviews began to come in, and I got really spoiled. They were all
absolutely fantastic, one five-star after another including one from the much
respected Midwest Book Review.
high, this time eating chocolate to celebrate, and learning so much from what
the reviewers/readers tapped into. Words like “unusual” and “unique” were
followed by amazing praise about my great ability to intertwine fact and
fiction. I could do no wrong and the five stars became the expected norm.
that I did not feel disappointed or offended. The review explained that the
factual historical aspect in the book was in great detail and was more than the
reader had bargained for.
three-stars after that, and then the great blow.
one star review… no, I won’t tell you where it is posted, if you are curious
enough you will search and find it. I cannot deny it hurt. I ate a box of
chocolates; I believe I even cried. I try not to remember.
book blogs and I was amazed at the feedback from other authors: you are so
brave, sadly all the bad ones always hurt, not every book is for everyone and
the wisest one of them all look: up the reviewers review history it might be
someone who likes to give bad reviews.
search of my reviewer’s history and my heart sunk a lovely list of good
reviews. Five stars here and there, and then I saw another one-star review and I
had to smile and open another bag of M & M’s grinning from ear to ear the
other one star review was for Ulysses byJames Joyce. So, my book was not for everyone, no book is but I was certainly in
absolutely no delusions of being in the fine gentleman’s category, but I do
have an Irish last name, even if it is acquired by marriage and not by
e-mail from a lovely blogger and reviewer, one of those that gave me five
stars, loved The Bridge of Deaths and even invited me back to her huge site for
an author interview and giveaway. She pointed out how many greats had received
bad reviews, her list did not include James Joyce, but I added him.
received other five-star, four-star, three-star reviews. I can only hope I do
not receive any more scathing or one-star reviews, they hurt, and they hurt a
and honored by all my reviews. I have learned so much from each and every one.
however, if any of you know a good way to end a chocolate addiction.