Offended I say!
You put up the price but you seemed very nice.
Yet I am O-F-F-E-n-d-E-D.
How dare you charge for your work? Your time and talent too.
The outrage, the nonsense! Is nothing free and done for simplicity?
Dear person do not worry. My dark humor, poems, short stories and more is still free to read. I simply cannot live of your expectations. It does not provide food, think what you may. I am but a writer echoing the voice of the voiceless. Yet what is mine is mine and that is worth every dime.