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On the other hand, you're not necessarily obliged to grow a thick skin as an author. Decades ago I worked for a small weekly newspaper in the Midwest. One of the writers reviewed what was then a new Saul Bellow novel. Not only did Bellow trouble himself with an angry response; he went on at such length that the reply was longer than the original review. Given the vastness of Bellow's reputation at the time, it was like getting a personal letter from a very pissed off God.
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