By Mark Antony Rossi

What is jealousy but a public display of laziness. To encounter such fools brings me feelings of furious rage. You want what I got. Got out and get it yourself. It’s a free country.

But the jealous are insecure idiots who would rather tear down the productive lest they construct another meaningful project and make the jealous that much smaller. That is not the intent; yet it is usually the result.

There is no high road. If you do not define yourself you will be smeared. If you do not defend yourself you will be obstructed by imbeciles eager to use the little energy they create to hurt instead of help someone.

Fair chance this jealous jerk is not a stranger but a former friend. He or she is waiting in the wind doing little with their time but converting oxygen into carbon dioxide. This behavior is good for the trees but does squat for the rest of us. It’s particularly sad such behavior is found in the wonderful world of writing.

When coming across these literary non-starting leeches you are obligated to nip them right in the bud. Confront them. Dress them down. Remove them from your sight. Block the living hell out of them in social media and email and continue with your work and relationships with the grateful.

This is all you can do to rescue your own self respect from the ungratefully disrespectful. Writing is too important to be sullied by pretenders who secretly seethe behind the scenes falsely believing they are victims. They are villains who should be drummed out of literary circles faster than I change my cat box.

Writing is too much work to work more for the few who believe an excuse is an outline and a complaint is a earth mover. Neither is the case. The Worthy writer fights the good fight without any regard for victory, compensation or competition. The Art vital and not the obstacle. To be a writer you must be a warrior for good and not an anchor around the necks of the nice folks who ventured to help you.

What is jealousy but a poor version of melodrama by the mediocre who deserve scorn. The world is hard enough without benighted bumblers popping every balloon of child and chosen alike. What is jealousy but an extra burden good writers must face in a complicated life of delicate duties and balance of competing interests. Help all you are capable to help, dear writers, but please disinfect your soul with strong dose of practical pride.

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