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Seriously…who needs a drink?

Posted in Esoteric, NaNoWriMo with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2009 by Mj Rains

Seriously…anyone need a drink? I must say, after the past few days I’m in dire need. So this is a bit of a NaNo writing update. Suffered major setbacks with my story this weekend, and performed the bloodiest un-necessary surgery on my story, yes, during the first draft, and pulverized about 2000 words from my word count. How does tequila sound?

I have this problem, even though I don’t consider myself a highly dysfunctional perfectionist, I can’t stand when something is sitting there all wrong…it paralizes my momentum, and subsequently, when this flaw dawned on me, I could not longer write my story. …So I went in, with the delete-key blade and performed surgery. I ended up being satisfied by Sunday night, but the word count made me flinch.  On Monday, I officially wrote nothing. I just couldn’t recover my love, my feeling, my passion.  I started thinking…switch to short stories, start something else, re-write some more fairy tales, write 20 pages of “you suck”, copy some other novel, what ever.  Instead, the day really paid off, because as these fruitless thoughts did their rampage through my brain, I realized that what I was doing was good, maybe exceptionally good, and that with some editing (later–yes!) it could be publishable.  So I dove in on Tuesday and banged out nearly 3200 words, tied up the loose ends from post surgery trauma, and infused the story with some nice intrigue and mystery set ups.  I hope. I may be waving my own freak flag, but hey, sometimes we have to give ourselves our own thumbs up too! Right? 

On top of this, handling those nasty comments from this weekend (on Nip Tuck Scene post from last week, if you didn’t catch it) on this very fine blog which I love, love, love and refuse to retire from, didn’t help my writing situation, but it did spur my courage to push on no matter what people, I mean assholes with assholes, say about me personally or professionally. The use of the c-word pushed me over the edge a bit, not that I lost one bit of sleep over it, but it made me wonder: How could some nice girl, from a nice town, with nice intentions,  nicely share her opinions as she has a right to,  not asking for any money to do it,  is always willing to engage in constructive thoughts and other’s opinions, even if they differ from hers,  and nicely share some eye-candy with those she cares about,  end up being called such a word as the c-word??? 

It makes one wonder…

Pushing on through with the National Novel Writing Month of November.  It truly has become a memorable one. I think I’ll have that drink now.

Photo by Doisneau

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Nasty Comment follow-up…

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , on July 7, 2009 by Mj Rains

oooohhhh…I must say… that unprovoked attack …I LIKED IT!!  Especially the word “gross”.   Never heard that one before.  “Unrespectful” (which isn’t even a word) was the last nasty back in January.  (Guess I should expect one every six months or so).  Mr. Williams actually wrote “This blog is gross.  Get your own ideas instead of riding the coattails of someone who left us too soon.”    Can’t thank Mr. Williams for his opinion–like assholes, everyone has one. 

But, if this is what anyone thinks I’m doing,  I will proudly continue to ride the coattails of the immensely missed and deeply respected Theresa Duncan.  

Wonder if this guy plans on stopping by on the 10th?  Not to worry…still wearing my armor.

Peace…

Ah…I’ve provoked yet another nasty comment…

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , on July 6, 2009 by Mj Rains

Checked in today to see if all was well in my community here at wordpress, and found that my own home base was invaded.  Another nasty comment has exposed itself to my About page, from a dear Mr. Williams who does not blog himself, but thinks mine is, ah, what a word, “gross”.   Yeah, I don’t think I’ve use this word since 1983, well, maybe once or twice, but certainly not on the occasion of describing someone’s work.  He goes on to say that I am “riding on the coattails of someone who left us too soon.”  If you’re new here and haven’t read my blog, the coattails I’m supposedly riding are that of the late Theresa Duncan, an iconic blogger who passed away two years ago this week.  If you look at my sidebar you’ll see her.  If it’s her coattails I ride, so be it.  It’s been an honor, an enjoyment, an obssession, I’ve learned a lot about writing and blogging,  and I’ve met many interesting people from across this country, and some out of it, that have stopped by.  And if so many people have stopped by, I must be doing something right.  I regret nothing. 

And when the infamous non-blogger Mr. Williams says I should get my own ideas, well, quite frankly he hasn’t read much of my blog.  My most popular post has been hit on nearly 1000 times and it’s about my distaste for clean coal as it relates to my life personally.  It’s a brief story, to the point, and I don’t think it was Theresa’s idea.  If this is what my comment enthused Mr. Williams thinks. 

Like I asked some time ago:  Why do people bother with the nasty words?  What does it do for them?  Is it some need to boost their own ego, or just a love to derail someone else, thus making themselves somehow better?  I can’t figure it out.  He should visit that strange dude wearing the freaky masks blog.  I wonder if he’d call this gross also?  I wonder if it would be as gross as mine?

My first nasty comment shook me up–and Sarcastic Bastard was a sweet Georgia peach (my favorite) and told me to keep my chin up.  And I took those words to heart and have grown.  So SB, should I keep that nasty on my About Page, will that toughen me up, or should I deleted the eloquent user of the word “gross”??  Should I par with a witty response (I do have one) or let it hang?   Input needed here.  Lisa, pipe in if you get a chance.  Need an opinion.  Should I keep the reminder that someone hates me or not?

And if anyone has nasty comment experience, let me  know, especially if you were visited my Mr. Williams and called gross.

Peace…

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