People get very annoyed about being copied and aped. For some reason, everyone wants to be an original…the only one and all that sort of thing. This without realizing, that nearly all of us are trying to be original, to fit in.
And why am I being so wise? Because I went through my own share of outrage recently.
I found out that a “friend”, “reader”, “plagiarist”, “copy cat” (for the ones with a sparse vocabulary) call her what you wish…studiously copies my blog, my style of writing, even the template!
Quite rightly, I was annoyed. Especially cause she had more readers complimenting her on her style.
I plotted revenge in various ways. My mind being delightfully devious, this wasn’t hard to do at all. Many “original” ideas popped in.
One of them being to poison her. (with arsenic, mind you) But Tremendous Restraint made itself known, along with a calm, (previously seen only in Buddha) that told me to not react at all.
Not even ask her “why”. I just decided to let it go.
And thank her instead for copying me. Because a) now I know someone REALLY reads me. b) now I know someone likes my writing enough to copy it.
Also, you have good taste darling.