A blog fiction writer, by the time he is middle aged, comes to find the importance of community. Writers are satellites when they are young. Some are angry and use that energy to fuel their creativity, or their lack of it. The one to himself, postulating, summarizing, mistaking his vitriol for identity, laughs at the world around him by tearing down its ideas. The grandiosity makes HIM feel better but doesn’t endear him to others.
He usually doesn’t complete a higher education because he lacks the mental toughness for critique. He spends most of his young adult life hacking away at others while trying to establish his own creative identity; afraid to present his own creations because he knows he lacks the toughness to hear what others think. He tells himself he doesn’t care what others think but he knows it is a lie. After all, we are social animals. We have needs.
He gets tired of lying to himself that others just don’t understand him and finally comes to the conclusion that everyone makes fun of everyone for their own amusement, and doing it in writing, no matter how literary you sound is just not as creative as you once thought. But relating to a writer takes a little scholarship, a little education, dignity and manners. Nobody wants to hear someone shitting on the things they see, or think they see. Just because you can write a cute encapsulation of a work in a satirical way for your own amusement does not mean you have made a critical study.
I like to read real works of fiction by others who are actively engaged in the craft of writing, and show respect for the industry with manners and equanimity; not mistreating others with vitriolic or vague pronouncements; especially those who aren’t offering anything in the way of creativity; blind, naked and vulnerable like everyone else creating fiction.
As a writer, you are going to always run across the back row hooligan. And he always thinks he’s fresh. This is the person who, when he runs into a professor who is snottier and more sarcastic, decides that academics is not for him. Don’t pay him the attention he craves until he starts asking for the right reason. Your work is what you are living for. There is community that wants to share your experience with you.