She doesn’t want her names published. Full anonymity. Stand in the shadows. That kinda thing. She says she is a critic, which you can testify from earlier comments on this blog. Windy comments, infected but struggling to pay attention. She sounded like she had a bone to pick with something. I can tell those from the first word. Once in a while you get those; people who woke up on the wrong side of life.
Lucky for her, I harbour a seething contempt for critics who hide behind monikers and pseudonyms, critics who don’t have the stones to stand by their criticisms. I think it’s yellow. And today they are everywhere on social media, wielding hammers, knocking anything that dare raise their heads above theirs.
So anyway, when a few readers here asked her if she had a blog, I thought maybe she could Guest write here. An email with the request was sent. She said sawa. She sent me an email with her first piece, which I liked. Then she said, no, strike that, I want to write another one. So I said sawa. She emailed another one. Which I liked. Then she changed her mind. So I told her, look, I will run with the first one.
She wants you to call her Fra. She will explain why. She doesn’t want you to know that she is stuck in a job she isn’t hot about; an auditor in a major audit firm. She just wants to write. She wants to critic. And she can critic, because she has got a decent narrative for an auditor. She can because she is intelligent and she posses ...... Read the entire article