February 2, 2013:
Post 1: I'm 90% confident that it'll pass the prereaders on the first go.
Post 2: Disregard Advice, Crack Jokes
Post 3: Can I see how long it's gonna take for a review? And can I join?
Post 4: I've edited it 15 times! 90% sure! And I'm still gonna join, maybe.
Post 5: Unrelated
February 4, 2013:
Post 1: I sent in my app. Can you tell me if you got it?
Post 2: I'm waiting.
February 5, 2013:
Post 1: You're taking too long.
February 8, 2013:
Post 1: Why are you taking so long?
Post 2: I should have a review soon. Just look at the data!
Post 3: Oops. Got called out.
Post 4: Unrelated
You know how the queue works.
You know how EQD works - you've submitted before.
You've been alerted that your behavior might not color the pre-readers' perceptions in the manner you desire.
And that's just this thread.
The poem is my work. I was your pre-reader, and I chose to reply to you in this fashion. I also replied via email, but those messages take a little while to filter out after edits.
Unprofessional? Perhaps. But I'm not a professional. I'm just this guy over here slogging through stories so that good things can happen on EQD. As are all of my peers.
Each of us devotes our free time, time we could be doing other things, to read, consider, critique, and promote fanfiction. No, we don't want a song-and-dance number (shut up, Nines), but just your consideration.
Consideration you, dear sir, refused to give.
So, pushing off other stories I wanted to read, I picked yours up. I was treated to the very definition of 'you tried'. "Banal" is too weak. Your story reminded me of that one kid in kindergarten who glued a single piece of macaroni on the plate.
I don't know what's going to be in the email that I sent. They are sometimes edited by the mail-ponies for clarity. What I wrote was not polite, but it was accurate.
Let's address the concerns you bring up in your post, shall we?
>I'm not sure if you're a prereader or not
>I hope doesn't reflect my situation
>I can't help but feel really frustrated and insulted that you would post that here without even having the decency to send me a rejection letter first.
>I don't want this to become some kind of drama thing
>I'm not going to rage at you and start shouting
Except that you then express what you would shout. Thus, passively achieving the same result.
>it was hurtful, unprofessional, and just…not worth it
I felt the same way about your conduct and your story.
>You have my email in the tripcode
>if you wanted to tell me to sit down and shut up, then you could have just told me there
So, you want us to tell you privately to stop being an ass, when if we tell you publicly it doesn't do any good.
>but instead you decided that you wanted to humiliate me, and I can't say that I enjoy the feeling
No, my desire was not to humiliate. Mostly. I wanted to find a way, SOME way, it would sink in, as my peers' efforts seemed to have gone unnoticed and unheeded.
>Lots of maybes
No. You WERE arrogant. You WERE pushy.
>I had people look at it lots!
You should have looked at it yourself. This is not a novel concept. You've had stories reviewed before. The sorts of things I found were:
Derivative, predictable pacing
Over-repetition of proper names
Repeated words (the the, etc)
And so on.
>The bottom of the line is, I was tired. I wanted to move on with my work.
And this, good sir, is the key.
You were DONE with the story. You didn't CARE about the story. You just wanted to collect your bits and MOVE ON. It was no longer your work, it was just a 'thing' that was in your way for other projects. A 'thing' that you deigned to have us clear away for you (and were certain we would) so you could wash your hands of it and do something else.
Do you begin to understand?
If you are wounded, look at the reasons why. If you are insulted, then so be it. The decision to post the poem was mine, and mine alone. I will be happy to ignore any story you might submit in the future so as to give you the utmost confidence that this will not happen again.
But it might, sir. That part will be your