The utter lack of respect for self-published authors here would piss me off anyway.
But from an editor?? This is a mess.
What if we acknowledged that most editors are unaffordable for most self-pub authors and respect that those authors are doing the best they can as-is?
What if we uplift and actually support self published authors instead of calling their work utter garbage and shitty? What if??
And that snarky af follow up when someone called Borbala out for claiming to be "kind and neutral."
An editor. I'm fuming.
And then the LIES. Said that those stories should be rejected from Amazon by those "editors" - not that they should be edited by those editors, not that the writer should get any support. Rejected and removed. Like the garbage Borbala believes those books are.
The bad takes are not limited to this, btw. THIS, this is gross.
Borbala blocked me awhile back, got mad when I screenshot a bad take before it could be deleted. We're clearly not cool. But idk how anyone is cool with this shit.
"It's gross to watch porn but I'll make money writing about sex."
"It's gross to watch gay porn but I'll make money writing about it."
"Gay sex is gross but I write about it."
There is literally no way to shake this that it's not AWFUL.
Please think about the fact that Borbala would charge you $950 for line and copy edits on a 50k word novel - fairly standard industry rates.
And if you cannot afford that, she'd like someone to reject your work as trash.
She's not going to help, mind you. Just know youre trash.
SURPRISE Borbala is super ableist too! You're not just trash if you can't afford an editor, you're LAZY if you can't edit your own work to her standards of quality 🙃
I dont think I could be more offended that I share a profession with this person who so obviously hates writers.
"Making it so their sentences...don't sound like a 3rd grader wrote them is not a barrier."
Congratulations if you're neurodivergent, disabled, not educated in America to a high school level at least, or don't speak English as your first/primary language - you have no barriers!
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Since it's Disability Pride Month, I'd love to address something I see many issues with out in the wild:
Wheelchair etiquette
There are appropriate and inappropriate ways to interact with someone who is in a wheelchair. Knowing them benefits all involved.
A non exhaustive 🧵
1. Outside of emergencies, there is no reason for you to touch someone's wheelchair unless asked. If we're in the way, treat us like you would anyone else and say "excuse me." If it looks like we're stuck, treat us like you would anyone else and ask if we need help. Don't touch.
1. (Cont) I can't emphasize how important this is.
A wheelchair is an extension of our bodies. If you wouldn't lift and move an abled person without asking, don't push a wheelchair.
Apparently, some folks are angry with me for "canceling" Borbala. 🙃
First of all. This is a public space. What you say in public spaces has consequences. Consequences =/= canceling.
I shared HER words because she's a bully, homophobic, and ableist.
What I did not do was delete her Twitter. That was her choice. Instead of acknowledging the myriad harm she'd done (read that thread and the QRTs, so many examples), instead of accepting accountability and figuring out how she could make it right, she ran.
She did that. Not me.
We don't have to sit back quietly and accept someone doing harm to us, to people around us.
And the fact that people like Borbala will weaponize their mental health to get pity, to excuse what they did, to attack the people calling them out? GROSS. And again, entirely on them.
I've 'known' for a while. When the kid was diagnosed, it didn't click, I didn't think of it. But as he started to develop his personality, I saw so much of myself in him - including my mental health struggles, my 'quirks.'
I wondered if he has ADHD. I wondered if Im autistic.
I was officially diagnosed with OCD in the last couple years, still when I was over thirty, and I rejected the idea of being diagnosed with something else too because it made me feel like too much. Like I was too much, that the official bit somehow made me more high maintenance.
Definitely just watched my neighbor's teenage son back his mom's car into his dad's truck.
And he knows I saw it.
Mom is home but didn't see/hear it happen, and Dad gets home at 3.
I'm waiting for the silence bribe.
He's circling both cars, examining even the parts of each that weren't hit. He's also frantically looking at me and at the house, trying not to get caught and simultaneously already caught.
I waved, gave him a sing-songy, "Hello, Kyle." I can see him sweating from here.
He just had a lightbulb moment, complete with a ha! finger in the air and ran to the back of the house (basement door?).