A brief recap of the rivalry between me and my blog up to this point:
Round 1 - Blog getting too personal, I wanted to be a better writer, decided to never write about myself ever again
Round 2 - Read other people's blogs and felt like writing about myself again, finally decided I could sometimes write about myself and other times write random stories or poems
Which brings us to today, Round 3. I feel unappreciated as a writer when I post something I'm proud of and get no response, as if I had posted it in a vaccuum. So now the battle is this: what is the point of posting online? I know in some measure, it is to be read. It is the quickest and easiest way to be read by other people. But if nobody is reading, or if people are reading but don't really care, is my desire to be published and read being fulfilled? Only marginally. And that is sucky. Would anyone have honestly noticed if I just stopped updating completely? I believe people would just stop coming. So what is the point of being published if I go unnoticed? Get ready, blog, I'm strapping my big red boxing gloves on as we speak...
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You fool, stop whining! Everybody thinks your poem was really cool and everybody read it, its just that people don't like to be put on the spot when interpreting complicated allegories and on the other hand, once the allegory is explained, there is little more to say. In that sense, I think your cliffnotes were a mistake. However, the poem is good, and you know it, so STOP WHINING! See if anybody has posted even a single comment regarding Corgan Dane's novel... nope, NO ONE. But its looking pretty good none the less and its got me hooked already. So once again, just WRITE and SHUT UP!
Hmmm... maybe I was a little harsh?
I'm still right though... as usual.
eep! i guess i meant everybody except bernardo...
oh and i wasn't just talking about the silly poem. i was talking more in general about all amateur cyber-publishing.
i read...what i can i mean...
its just that...speaking from the bottom of my heart...
your adriotness for establishment of an opus sometimes poses quite the discountenance towards me, the palaver of your entries are quite dextrous. Thus it becomes labyrinthine for I to endeavor upon elucidating your oeuvre...
so...i must say
just pull up your pants
and do the roc away...
lean back....lean back...lean back....
oh...and if what i just said makes sense...it should be funny...
peace out... =)
oh yeah...forgot...that was me
Will...
Hey you! You know you're starting to sound like me, right? Us people with a lot to say require feedback. =) It's all good - I check your blog almost daily - I love reading it. Keep writing down your thoughts and know that you've got a bazillion silent admirers who only wish they could be as cool as you. ;)
I rarely comment in anyone's blog - but I definitely read because once in a while I think "hey, I wonder what David's up to". Yours is almost like reading a creative lit mag, without the pomp and circumstance.
- Lorna
Someone once commented on my blog that the posts you find most worthy are the v ones that will not get comments.
I like your blog. I check it v often. I don't always have something to say but I would miss you if you stopped posting. I'd be forced to hurt you even to make you stop the non-writing nonsense. I undesntand abt the private- not private thing. At then end of the day I write abt what I feel like though I stioll tend to avoid personal stuff. I'm working on that. I keep checking blogs that haven't been updated in a whiole in the hope that they will. When I fidelise I stay put. I'm put here, as it were.
Oh, forgot this: personal writing is not bad writing. It all depends on HOW you do it, right?
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