Yes, it’s a cheap title, but I’m looking to grab your attention, not referring to the act of wanking.
Well, not exactly.
Actually, I’m bitching about the wankery way some writers have of discussing writing. You know, the pretentious snots who discusses the craft as if telling a story is a piece of art befitting a place in the Louvre.
And I’m ragging on the Literati who look down their noses at anything that sells.
I’m also rolling my eyes at Author groupies who think that one author’s suggestions on how to write is THE ONLY way.
And grinding my teeth over the ones who are so inflexible and adhere so ridgidly to a set of unwritten rules within a specific genre without understanding that storytelling, like language, is a living breathing thing that changes over time.
As Darwin says, it’s not the strongest of the species that survives, just the most adaptable, the ones most responsive to change.
Not the ones who wank the most.