“The fuck? I bled for this already!” Sean hurled the New York Times across the room, narrowly missing his agent. “Why are they trying to cut me?”
“Another bad review?” John was calm behind his coffee mug.
“Fuckers don’t see art when you wave it in their faces.” Stalking to the window, Sean crossed his arms.
“It’s a critic, Sean,” coffee slurps.
“People listen to critics,” Sean grated.
“People listen to Oprah.”
Sean chuckled.
“Remember what you told me when you got your first bad review twelve years ago?”
“Fuck it. I cut like a buffalo.”
John smirked. “Right on.”
I know a while ago I said I was done with the 100 Word Song, but dammit, it’s too much fun! This week Jack White’s rock band, The Dead Weather, and their song “I Cut Like A Buffalo” was chosen by Rene of Not the Rockefellers. The song inspired me to write about a writer who’s sick of the critics – which is how I interpret the song.


well done i enjoyed this
Thank you!
welcome back…I’m so appreciative and excited you wrote.
You chose the aggressive part of the sentiment. I went sensitive. This was a great song to write for because of the dichotomy. Great 100.
Thanks, Lance! I expect all of the 100′s to be extremely varied this week. What a great song!
I’m glad you came back – that was a fun and real 100 word read!
Thanks, t! I missed doing these. It’s a great exercise in packing a lot into a few words. Maybe someday I’ll do a Trifextra or two – only 33 words!
Good luck! 33 words would KILL me!
Right on. But the blood still tastes salty.
It sure does. That’s why us artists need thick skins.
Right on, indeed. This is was just great. Especially the dialogue.
Since it was mostly dialogue, I guess you like the whole thing! Yay! LOL
I really enjoyed this. I love the sense of almost helplessness at those unknown voices/opinions out there, judging you.
It’s my biggest fear.
Dude, you’re back, I wrote about you (in a good way), glad you jumped back on the horse man, don’t feel phased, just own it. Plus, your entry is very appropriate. Nice work.
Glad we’re both back. Thanks!