I'm getting way too much into this

Unpossible. This is the way it's supposed to be.

Oh, and nicknames get established. After mid chapter 4, Woodchipper will never call techie anything except "Princess" expect when talking to techie's parents. Meanwhile since Woodchipper refuses to tell anyone her actual name, instead using what she thinks is a bad ass nickname, pragmatic leader names her after his cat and it sticks.

Very interesting piece about the Times list and royalties and publishing myths.

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Cliches and stereotypes exist because the original form described something so perfectly that the form stuck. It's the twist that makes it work.

In college, I worked on a survey for the student radio station. I got bored calling people who had never heard of our radio station, so I decided to fake the rest of the responses. I know, bad me. I did the majority to match the other responses, but I made about a quarter just that little bit different: the grandma who loved rock and roll, the 18-year-old classical music devotee.

At a followup meeting, it turned out someone else had faked her results, but she just marked everything in the same two groups. My fakery was not discovered.

Most people are stereotypes. A fair number of them have twists. Don't go so far in avoiding cliches that you do stupid metaphors. Lips are compared to rose petals, because rose petals are red and soft. Cherry jello works in a bizarre sort of way, but comparing lips to your Aunt Helen's snuggly red afghan may be over the top.

Also, the only ones who got to tell truly original stories were the cavemen, and even then the proto-chimps may have been telling tales about how the female in the next tree really wanted to hook up with that new guy, but the dominant male wouldn't hear of it.

Wanna see a writer who has no clue? (And no, not talking about me-- I KNOW I don't have a clue *g*)

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Really, it's amazing the level of self-absorption and self-importance this woman has. I had a run-in with her on a board where she declared that she would read Cormac McCarthy over Rowling any day because McCarthy writes books for adults and SHE is an adult.

She also said that any adult who read YA literature was basically lazy and not stretching themselves intellectually.

She also said that any adult who read YA literature was basically lazy and not stretching themselves intellectually

Oh, she's an ar-teest and a Writer, not some wanna-be, huh?

Ha. I wouldn't have to read YA if there were more decent adult lit.

Oh, she's an ar-teest and a Writer, not some wanna-be, huh?

Yeah. I ripped her three kinds of a new one after that comment. Just flat-out called her arrogant and clueless of what the genre had to offer.

Then, she tried to challenge me by asking why it was that YA needed its own category to be judged in most contests and I came back that it was because of closed-minded idiots such as herself, who are preconditioned to categorize and attempt to judge like against like, rather than actually doing the intellectual thing, which would be to judge each book on its own merits.

And she STILL didn't give up, asking if I really thought that a YA novel could compete on the same playing field as an adult novel.

To which I responded, "Well, given that my YA novel won in an adult category of a prestigious competition against acclaimed writers and NY Times Bestsellers, I'd have to say that yeah, I think they can."

::blinks innocently::