More on Moms and Thick Skin

My mom calls it as she sees it.

For example, when I made cheerleader both in high school and college she rolled her eyes and said:

“If you’re the cream, I’d hate to see the rest of the crop.”

Another example:

“Phyl isn’t a naturally pretty child like her baby sister, but I fix her up so good you can’t tell the damn difference.”

The Bourne sisters - 1966

Don’t worry. I’m pretty thick-skinned, so this didn’t hurt my tender feelings as a child or put on me on a psychiatrist’s couch as an adult moaning, “Mom liked her best.”

Just like reviews on my books, it’s simply one person’s opinion. I can take it and move on.

Still, even my Mom-thickened skin gets a bit thin when a mediocre review gets tossed in my face over and over again through Google alerts and sites that repeat book blog reviews.

I guess I could turn off those web reminders, but y’all know that’s easier said than done.

Instead, when I get the occasional mediocre review, I take comfort knowing I gave readers my very best effort.

And that, believe it or not, I’m Mom’s favorite!