Frequently I have panic attacks along the line of “oh MY GAWD THESE PEOPLE ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME I CAN’T COMPETE” when reading the blogs of authors. Most of the time this is just because they’ve been published, they have readership and a blog and people who flock to them and hang on every word. Fortunately, their blog is what convinces me to relax. In this instance, someone wrote a really awful blog post about publishing — I mean, not only was it really bad, it was also trying to be a stealth advertisement, yet the message was lost in the word soup they had concoted.

Now, I don’t know about you, but I like soup.

Soup is good.

The jagged corner of a capital ‘A’ carving a hole in my mouth while I’m trying to have some of this delicious soup is not.

Soup with words is bad. Don’t let the tender-soft alphabet soup commercials fool you.

RAZOR SHARP.

Anyway, I feel better now that I know that person is a total hoser and fairly unremarkable.