"I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees."

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It's quite sad that I've thought about this for more than a couple hours...

I have a fantasy of going to a Laurell signing with something nasty written in French for her to signature. But more than that, I want to talk with her, 'cause I know she talks with her fans. Only, I'm of two minds about how I would handle it.


I could pretend that I'm one of the gushing fangirls and be really cloying when I tell her that "ardeur" is spelled wrong in her blog, and suggest that she maybe should have been more respectful of the negative fans because "after all, they're the ones who made you a bestseller in the first place." And as I'm almost ready to step away from the table, just one more thing - *voice cold* "don't emasculate men and portray all pretty, smart, assertive women as a petty, jealous bitches and call it feminism."

Or, I could come as I am. "I am Eve. I speak for the Haters." I would then proceed to tell her the same as above, only with far more candor and far less sugar-coating. Granted, it wouldn't make the last part nearly as dramatic, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. =D

I'm almost ashamed that I've thought this out. I would probably never do it, but it's nice to fantasize.