Ever since I gave my brother this here address to this here blog I've found myself being far more self conscious about what I'm writing. I don't like it so much.
The last couple of days have been worse, ever since my bro implied my blog here is trite and fluff, and that I've got too much time on my hands. And then he said I'm retarded. Or at least I'm retarded when I post about what I ate for dinner.
Tom Hanks is right now losing Wilson the Volleyball on TV. I don't know why I relate so much to the relationship he had with that ball and the profound sense of loss his character felt when it floated away.
Would I be sad if this blog just floated away?
Party like it’s 1999
16 hours ago
5 comments:
You might not be, but I would be.
Who are you writing for? Your brother?
three fans in nyc would miss you terribly!
Gotta agree with Mr. McCrarey. No disrespect to bro, who I'm sure is a fine fellow, but you write for yourself, and if others find it trite, well... it ain't your problem.
Would be nice if bro could be a bit more supportive, though. I'm very lucky: my parents both read my blog (Dad much more often than Mom), and my brother David loves sending me material to slap on the blog, along with the occasional psychedelic email meant for publishing.
That's what you need to do: start publishing your brother's emails. This serves two purposes: (1) it puts him on notice that rudeness stinks the same, whether in public or in private, and (2) it helps you realize that bro's needling, once brought into public view and given some perspective, probably isn't as bad as all that.
I mean, I've been called all sorts of things both by people I know and by people I don't know. You get used to it after a while. It's just noise.
Kevin
It would be very sad.
Don't let him persuade you one way or another.
If your blog has meaning for you, and serves a purpose for you, tell him "tough titties" or perhaps he should click the "Next Blog" button.
You people rock. Thank you!
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