Digging through some cupboards this morning, packing my bag for the day.
No room in the small space, shoved a box of Glutino crackers on its side into the shelf.
Noted some simple writing on the bottom.
“Compulsive writers appreciate compulsive readers.”
The joy of blogging world on the bottom of a Glutino box.
You could probably split the world into those who compulsively read and those who do not. Personally, I have never held complete trust in those who don’t like to read. There is always something questionable about these types in my mind.
I will read anything and everything at any time. I have been known to bring my Kindle into the theater during children’s movies. I found the experience to be less painful that way.
Here’s to all who compulsively write and read. I like think we make the world a better place.
And also a shout out to Glutino and the “Universe” for finding the most creative ways to get us the messages we need.
As humans we are all different. I think that we as both readers and writers also feel more attracted to blogging and other creativities instead of passiv looking TV etc.
Such a good point- bloggers resonate with one another and our desire to read/write/think
“The joy of blogging world on the bottom of a Glutino box.”
A relevant issue is that people ‘blogging’ are less interested in substance, generally, than creating a cult of personality. Further, most people don’t actually read (or read the entirety) of any given post -even if they ‘like’ or ‘share’ it. This is a cultural issue and especially here in America, shaped by the very minds that you are rightfully wary of.
When we first crossed paths I was attempting to reach other people with my posts and after two years I decided to stop. There was little to no engagement and the more serious-minded a post was the less engagement it had, while the more humorous the more engagement…but still anything beyond a ‘like’ was incredibly rare.
I’ve since returned to the sort of writing that I did when I was an undergraduate: I keep a public journal. People can read whatever they like if they like, but they can neither ‘comment’ on it nor ‘like’ it. This does much for my piece of mind because I don’t see the pseudo-engagement of ‘likes’ and the absence of real engagement in ‘comments’ because they are not possibilities. Should someone have something to say they can reach me very respectably via e-mail: where extended conversations can take place.
I understand that all of this comes across as remarkably bitter. It is; it is justified. We have an incredible opportunity to share ideas and meaningfully communicate with other people from all over the world and it’s wasted on people playing at celebrity (‘bloggers’) and being a part of the Zeitgeist (social media ‘followers’).
On an entirely different note, for the past few weeks I’ve only had internet access at work. I’ve been meaning to send you an e-mail for some time and I’ll have to get to it by Sunday.
I don’ t think it comes off as bitter. I think you always judge yourself so harshly. To me, you continue to not only create work, but also create the environment for your work that is healthy for you.
I think that is something that many artists overlook. They become caught up in creating and then getting the audience to engage, never stopping to think what is healthy for them as an artist.
I really like seeing your process and thoughts.
That last part makes me smile.