Forget the critical marketplace of establishment taste-makers, I say.
I mean sure, you can smile and be appreciative if they acknowledge you – and take their money if they make you a deal – but you don’t have to create for them anymore.
For technology has passed them by.
I get it though – commercial success or not – it’s nice to be noticed by your peers.
Should I be bitter about the literary establishment’s long disinterest in me? I shouldn’t, and mostly I’m not, though I do admit to the occasional moment of irritation. Any writer with much self-respect would feel a twinge of annoyance at the inequalities of the critical marketplace.