I did it twice, wrote a blog post
and then took it down. I was mad. Twelve hours later I deleted it, rewrote and
put it back up. Twelve hours after that, just a few minutes ago, I folded up the
tent and put it away. I don’t think I’ll be pitching it again anytime soon.
Why?
My tendency to knee-jerk my
reactions via ‘enter’ has consequences. The ready availability to rant is
remarkable. In relation to instant communication writers-introspection has me realizing
that though the power of words is awesome, and the speed of computer-communication
is monolithic, sometimes stepping back and thinking first is in order.
Not only mad I was pissed,
heartbroken and disappointed in the system. It is up to you to guess the system
of which I speak and it has nothing to do with writing. I wanted what I wrote
to go viral, to maybe change things or at its very least start a dialog. And
then I thought about the consequences of being viewed as an angry person. I’m
not angry; I’m disappointed and frankly heartbroken. I’m thankful for what I
have, where I’ve been and for what I have achieved. No negative words today, no
rant.
When is the last time you wrote
what you shouldn’t have written?
When is the last time you wrote what you shouldn’t have written? Every day - called the W.I.P.
ReplyDeleteBut... seriously..., as you know, we've ALL been there and done that. Actually, the event that sticks out the most for me is... I said something, in a meeting, with about 30 people sitting around. I thought I was being a defender of the cause. There were crickets after. A. Lot. Of. Crickets. They must have been gigantic ones too with longevity galore, cause when I think about that day, I can still hear them.
Something weird happened and my reply to Donna got deleted so I wrote it again.
DeleteI sent my rant to a friend who recommended I Facebook it. She was revved when she read it and thought I should give others a chance to get pumped too. So I set aside my doubts and Facebooked it. I can honestly say I have no regrets, so far.
No crickets yet.
Oh my. I'll have to see if I can look you up. I'm all about a good rant!
DeleteI definitely know the feeling. I've been trying to force myself to wait and settle first. Usually, the topic is one I can speak or write about, but I come across much better when settled than foaming at the mouth!
ReplyDeleteI think the knee jerk foaming thing is in my DNA because my mother was a shout-now regret later kind of woman. When she got older she didn't regret a word, she just always said, "well you know how I am."
DeleteI'm hoping I can stop the rants with me.