Publishing a manuscript to get it out in the public eye has its rewards.  It also can deliver a lump or two--not just the little things along the way, but much later...when the reviews start coming in (if you can even get reviews).

I was reminded of this fact only yesterday, as I looked on Amazon, smiling at three five-star reviews for my latest work--and in the mix, wouldn't you know it, one, one star review..."What, ONE star??" I thought to myself...then uttered a string of obscenities that I shall not repeat here.

Reading this one review reminded me of a valuable fact:  reviews are subjective--and sometimes they're colored by the admiration a reader has for the author.  Then there are those who enjoy the cloak of anonymity; this gives them a false sense of power--that they can with a few words, either support or condemn the work as "rubbish."  Then you have those who see a work with a few great reviews and they decide to screw up the rating by trashing the work, no matter if they've read it, or not.

"Take your lumps, son." I can hear my parent's voices echo in my mind.

I cracked a smile and laughed as I thought about it:  you can't have thin skin if you want your work read.


So give me two lumps, please.  That makes the coffee so much sweeter!!