Self-published author-made-good meets someone who doesn't know who he is, and calls her stupid & ugly online in retaliation?

Basically, he's in line for the Hugos, and chatting with some "nice Canadians" and telling them about how self-publishing is Teh Bombz, and some woman (CLEARLY a "crazy bitch!") comes up to them and is suggesting she knows people who can get them published/get an agent/she interned at a magazine once, and he is all "OMG but you are WRONG and self publishing is AWWESOME" and she's like "Um, whatevs, who the hell are you" and he's all "Oh, HAHAHA I"M NOBODY" and then goes and rips her a new one on the internet. But he wins anyway, because the Canadian contacted him later to find out his amazing sources of power and wisdom.

Aw man. I really liked Wool.

I gather he's well-known in more than his own mind? My limited SFF reading hinders me here.

His one self-published book has a fair amount of buzz, but I doubt I'd have recognized his name on its own (i.e. without "the author of Wool" tacked on to remind me why I should recognize him).

.. and it looks like that post is gone: the link I followed from Twitter doesn't resolve.

I just refreshed the page and it seems to be live still.

Oh, and it's TOTALLY OKAY that he called her a crazy bitch, because HIS WIFE agreed that she would have slapped that bitch! (Some of his best friends, etc.)

Just means your wife is as big of a dick as you, dude. Which is not a vindication.

But his tongue was in his cheek!

Are you another one of those humorless feminists?

Ah, wait, I found it. Ew.

Damn, you saw through my facade!

OH yes, I forgot the part about his wife wanting to slap the woman. Dude. Seriously? Slapping her for being a braggart? You'd better line up about a million men first, if that's the case. Because seriously, I can see that the lady was obnoxious and whatever, but again--the Canadians can and should speak for themselves if they want her to go away, and I SERIOUSLY suspect if it was a man, none of them would've blinked an eye at the "I have connections/can get you an agent" bullshit.

Maybe the wife wanted to slap the poor socially awkward* woman because she had the temerity to not know who her husband was.

*(I loved the part where he said he LOVES socially awkward people...except, of course, the ones who don't kiss his ass.)

Less gross? That's all you've got?

ita said it better:

I mean, there is so clearly a way (myriad ways!) to tell that story and make stupid lady seem stupid without also painting himself an ass.

The meat of the encounter—regarding self-publishing and its merits in relation to traditional publishing—would make for an interesting discussion, but the way he characterized the woman is appalling.

I gather he's well-known in more than his own mind? My limited SFF reading hinders me here.

He self-published Wool on Amazon, and then it was picked up by Simon & Schuster to print an omnibus edition, and film rights were sold to 20th Century Fox, so it's kind of a big deal. But I wouldn't have recognized his name on his badge either.