Sometimes I think there’s no such thing called bad writer bcs no matter how bad (s)he writes there’s always an editor to blame—from typos to lifeless characters to holey plot to why-is-it-even-published. And I don’t find myself good enough… yet. Reading bad critics toward my author(s) somehow makes me feel bad about myself professionally.
Oh boy, who am I to think about work on the Eid’s eve? God, forgive me, please :’)
Eid mubarak, tumblr people! If I—thru my post(s) or else—happen to hurt you, I sincerely apologize. Thanks for following, better posts next time haha.
That girl with glasses 8)