I began this blog as a counterpoint to positive self-promoting blogs. It was anonymous because I didn’t want to lose editorial work, and yet I wanted to make fun of my editing. Sometimes what I find most comforting about the way we live our lives out in public and online is how people talk about their troubles.
This too shall pass
I know this intellectually of course, but when you are stuck in the middle of a trouble, you sometimes just want comfort. You want someone to say “Yes, this sucks. I know why you feel sucky. I’d feel sucky if I had that trouble too. It’s normal to have troubles that make you feel sucky.” And if you’re lucky, you’ll have someone tell you this using more interesting words than variations on “suck.”
And so I was delighted to read about how hard it is to publish a book, how long it took, and what it felt like. I’m sorry that Leigh Newman cried through her revisions, but I’m glad to know that I’m not the only one.
I like to complain up a storm about minor editorial problems so that you, dear readers, can pat my hand and say “I can’t believe your dumb author thought it was OK to use italics five times in one sentence!”.
What We Show to the World
I hate having my picture taken. DP took a picture of me the other day and I don’t hate it quite as much as I usually do. But of course, I notice (once it’s on facebook) that there is a dog toy on the floor that looks like a turd (but isn’t), the recycle bin is overflowing, and my hair’s a mess (my hair is always a mess). But I let him put it up because, in his words, “it’s cute! You’re cute!”.
But then I read this article. According to the author, we need more snapshots of people with overflowing recycle bin, because everyone seems to think that everyone else lives in perfectly pristine houses with no dirt or snow tracked through the house.
So, welcome to my blog. No need to watch your mouth or wipe your feet. Tell me your troubles.