The Review
A Story Every Day in 2024 March 25th 85/366
Lance was going to confront her. Moments like these presented themselves so rarely that he knew he had to take advantage of it. He'd been longing to confront his critic ever since the review of his book had appeared. And now, here she was, the reviewer herself, at his local bookshop, hosting an evening to promote her own book! What was worse, it was having more success than his.
The indignity!
Lance wasn't usually jealous but there was something about this that really rankled him and there was no getting past it. His therapist had said that he needed to confront his demons in order to get beyond them and she was a living devilish embodiment of everything that was holding him back. His sales had never been great but after her one-star review, they had halted pretty much immediately.
He'd seen her name on a poster. She looked a little different up close but it was her. He'd stared her down so many times on social media, daring himself to troll her in the comments but he'd always chickened out.
He went to the book reading, there early so that he could sit where he wanted. Not front row but somewhere where he could glare. She read beautifully, he had to admit, much to his chagrin, and seemed very nice. He suppressed these feelings of good will, trying to keep his anger alight.
When he went up to her, it was with a copy of his own book. She's bound to say something at such temerity, he thought, but she took it, signed it and passed it back to him with a smile.
Flummoxed, he went to say something but a white-haired dame intervened, thrusting her book at its author and gushing, "I loved it! So thrilling!" and the moment was lost.
Deflated and defeated, he left.
On the way home, he passed the poster again. He had a Sharpie from the signing.
Gleefully, he drew a flamboyant moustache on the features of his nemesis.
Have that! he thought. Balance restored.
He stepped back to admire his artistry and the universe rewarded his rebellion with his foot landing in a very smelly dog turd.
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365 words
Not a lot of content here but I do think about the people behind the books I review and I've ventured into a little bit of fantasy too, a projection of myself and my aspirations into my own story. And I'd like to think that if someone did draw a moustache on a poster of me, I would look as surreal and magnificent as Dali, hence the photo.
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Rachel Deeming
Mum, blogger, crafter, reviewer, writer, traveller: I love to write and I am not limited by form. Here, you will find stories, articles, opinion pieces, poems, all of which reflect me: who I am, what I love, what I feel, how I view things.
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Comments (12)
Feeling pretty pleased with myself that I recognised Dali there. I'm so cultured 😅 I wonder about the people behind my reviews, too, and the people who leave nasty ones. I don't think I ever have, it's a bit of a weird thing to do I think. Also, Ewwwww!
Gotta love the universe!
Ewww, dog poop 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I do feel sorry for him though. He should have asked her what made her give him only one star and how does she think he could improve. Loved your story!
So far, I don't recall seeing you give anything lower than 3 Rachel Deems to anything, but I do believe you could pull off a moustache quite nicely, lol.
Ha! Karma was swift here! I’d like to think I’d take a photo of my poster with the moustache, beard and dodgy glasses and make it my profile pic! Great story!
This is great, Rachel! You say not a lot of content here, but the character development is excellent and the crafting of the scene is top notch. I absolutely loved that he gave her a copy of his own book and she remained completely unfazed! She may have written a bad review, but I think it's safe to say Lance was the maker of his own misery!
A one-star review! For that she should have got a beard and monobrow, too. XD
Balance restored? Newton's 3rd law prevails! Fun story, Rachel.
I’m with Hannah on this one. Another slice of life with a laugh out loud finish! Loved it and loved the photo of Dali!
I'd like to think she takes that poster home and hangs it.
It is impossible to avoid sympathizing with Lance, for petty resentment is as irresistible as it is regrettable. You have become a virtuoso in the realm of the tightly compressed but fully realized narrative!
The indignity of this story to be so well written! Genius work! Loved it’! ❤️