So, I’ve spent the better part of the last two days in a constant state of combined anger, offense, and just general “oh my god, people are talking about me, and I don’t know how to handle it” stress. I want to make it clear that just someone saying, “shut up, I don’t like what you’re saying,” would never stop me from speaking my mind. That has never been the issue here. What was the issue was that another author was getting caught in the crossfire.
I think now, though, it’s pretty clear that I am Jennifer ArmINtrout, author of books written for a mostly adult audience, in an adult genre, and not a similarly named author who writes fiction for Young Adults. I’ve tweeted, I’ve blogged, I’ve done what I can to clear up the confusion, and I think that at this point the people who still don’t get it will never get it. I assume these are the same people who confuse Steve Martin with Steve Martini and Anne Rice with Luanne Rice. Sometimes, there is just no educating people.
So, with that in mind, chapter nine will post tomorrow. It’s your prerogative as a reader whether or not my abominable behavior will influence your buying habits. I can’t control you, you can’t control me, so long as we’re both clear on this, things should be nothin’ but a field of daisies from here on out, right?
See y’all bright and early tomorrow, since I’ve been kicked out of the Sunshine Sisterhood anyway and my mornings are free.