I love John Scalzi. I think I love him more as a blogger than as a novelist. (I like his novels but I'm not sure I love them. In fact, his Old Man's War is one of the books that spurred my earlier pondering about characters who are too lucky.) Why do I love Scalzi? Partly because I know he won't mind if I don't.
As a writer not yet significantly published, and also as a narcissist craving attention, I am quite looking forward to having reviews, and I hereby pledge to post them, no matter what they say. (Unless there are too many to post, in which case, I will proceed to party like a rock star.)