I feel bad singling this out, because the amount of shitty reader emails I get is vastly outnumbered by the good ones, but anyway – I recently received this email from a Nifty reader in regard to My Sister’s Boyfriend Joey:
You have already ruined the story for me and I am only half way through the first chapter. You are totally screwing up your plot line, not remembering what you have already written. For example…….Joey comes into the kitchen wearing only the smallest of gray briefs………later at the head to the car, Joey puts on his sneakers…….he goes down the stairs in only his briefs and sneakers………..but in the car after kissing, he raises up and rips off his shirt…(did you forget, he is not wearing a shirt..?)……….later after Joey sucks his cock……..he pulls down Joey’s boxers……..( did you forget he is wearing very small gray briefs.) All these inconsistences ruin what could be a fairly good story………I am not even sure I want to read any further………….
To which I should have replied: SORRY THE STORY THAT I WROTE AND EDITED MYSELF AND THEN GAVE AWAY FOR FREE WASN’T PERFECT.
But instead I wrote:
Go fuck yourself.
Which isn’t the most constructive thing to say, granted, but it was true to my emotion at the time. Because who lets details such as this get in the way of one’s enjoyment of a story? Bitter assholes, that’s who. And if well-edited writing is so important to you then why are you reading Nifty?
At any rate I fixed the story, fuck you very much.
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