Writing is my skill set and what I know the most about. I can’t tell anyone how to write the perfect
book, but that’s because art doesn’t work that way. That I know.
I’ve posted about lacking expertise in authors who display a
severe lack of kindness and common sense—or maybe just an intense hatred for
reality—but authordom, while something I’ve longed for all my life and have
barely achieved, it seems to be something that has been strange since before my
time.
J.R.R. Tolkien’s work was highly unappreciated by publishers
and scholars, even quoted to be ‘the death of literature. No one wanted to print his trilogy, college
classes didn’t want to listen to it, and his friends and peers didn’t want to
read it. No one wanted to pick it up
when published… until the hippy revolution started.
Hippies and flower children flocked not only flocked to the
books, but thanked Tolkien profusely and constantly about connecting them with
nature, writing valar as gods, and
taking them back to their pagan routes.
All of this Tolkien absolutely hated, along with the fans who voiced
such thanks. He called their religion
hopeless, the people deplorable, and anyone who interpreted the valar in such
as way as idiots.
Tolkien wrote a genesis-like creation of middle earth, which
is presented in the Silmarillion.
However, while described as ‘majestic’ the over all reaction was that it
was boring, depressing, too difficult to read and remember names in, and The
School Library said it ‘was a stillborn post script’ and Peter Conrad said
‘Tolkien can’t actually write’.
In conclusion: I have no idea. How should one react to fans taking away the
wrong message? Is a different message or
religion than what you intended wrong?
Why?
I did learn one thing: Never let fans get your phone number
or they will call you in the middle of the night and brag about how they don’t
wash. That or promote soap in your
story.
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