tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post5446662305770532338..comments2023-10-02T12:05:12.906-04:00Comments on Gwen Alison Wonderland: Good Fences Make Bad WritersGwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11098013076632075762noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-52116799916583036762009-04-18T19:41:00.000-04:002009-04-18T19:41:00.000-04:00Um . . . amen?Um . . . amen?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-36363256556678254032009-04-16T21:43:00.000-04:002009-04-16T21:43:00.000-04:00I'm new here, so I can't really offer an insightfu...I'm new here, so I can't really offer an insightful answer. I can just say that I've so far enjoyed what you've had to say and how you've said it. And I'd also like to point out that "real" doesn't have to = negative. I'm looking forward to seeing where you go from here. :)OneZenMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00764231117789511983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-27003579031658151382009-04-16T12:19:00.000-04:002009-04-16T12:19:00.000-04:00Gwen I love your comment about owning yourself bec...Gwen I love your comment about owning yourself because that's how I feel and why I don't blog anonymously(though I don't judge people who do or want to). Because my family reads my blog, there are some things I don't talk about but it's a handful of things that are better meant for a therapist anyway. I don't talk much about fights and issues with hubs not b/c I don't want people to know we have our moments but out of respect to him. Plus, if I want shit between us fixed better to talk to him anyhow. Other than that, I ty to be who I am and anyone who has a problem wit it can fuck off. My mom was initially very uncomfortable with the fact that I talk about my depression very openly. Now, two members of my family have sought counseling because knowing I did made it seem a little more ok(I am considered the "together" one). I also get a little less shit from everyone because they know if it bothers me I'm blogging it. Ha.formerly funhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04915882376165190052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-79060195167132772082009-04-16T12:16:00.000-04:002009-04-16T12:16:00.000-04:00I never saw you as a fence sitter, for what it's w...I never saw you as a fence sitter, for what it's worth. For all out gutsy blogging, you are there, already, in my book.love_biteshttp://iiwllfuckingtearyouapart.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-49949597896197302042009-04-16T10:18:00.000-04:002009-04-16T10:18:00.000-04:00I kind of hate that THAT comment made you think th...I kind of hate that THAT comment made you think that long and hard. <br /><br />But whatever it is, thinking long and hard is never a bad thing.Mrs. Boomshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07327877419678061633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-88413158438843654092009-04-16T00:58:00.000-04:002009-04-16T00:58:00.000-04:00Aaaaand, it's all over by the time I get here. Be...Aaaaand, it's all over by the time I get here. Because once you've been called a superpussy, what else is there? <br /><br />I read you. I'm going to keep reading. And the only way I'll stop is if you fuck up heinously. Like, by posting a bunch of trite shit. Because that's my gig, baby.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-70158511621587932412009-04-15T21:58:00.000-04:002009-04-15T21:58:00.000-04:00Gwen, As you can see, you have your fans. It's not...Gwen, As you can see, you have your fans. It's not because every word is perfect...it's because we're interested in what you have to say. So what if you say it better some days than others. Some days I'm funny. Some days I'm not. Don't angst over it. Not every post has to be deep and meaningful. But it does have to be real. So quit worrying about it. Nobody is grading you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-30694330851122936712009-04-15T20:52:00.001-04:002009-04-15T20:52:00.001-04:00Rassles - Tough love. I like it. Apparently I need...Rassles - Tough love. I like it. Apparently I need it, too, because I've been in a fucking writing rut these days. Maybe subconsciously I was fishing, but I promise it wasn't intentional. Thanks for the kick in the ass and the accompanying compliments. I heart you too!<br /><br />Formerly Fun - You got it so right there. I didn't even realize what the issue was. Perhaps it's the audience that I never had before. It's turning me into a "superpussy" (will I ever live that down?). It's like I have this fear that everything I've written before was a fluke and that I'm a talentless hack in actuality. Thanks for pointing out how irrational that thought process is. I know that everything I write won't be brilliant or even good. As Elizabeth Gilbert wrote, "I never promised the universe that I would write brilliantly - I only promised the universe that I would write." You're so right about the need to be willing to look like an idiot to achieve greatness. I'm really not afraid to look foolish. I'm used to it by now.<br /><br />G. - Thanks. Honesty is a real challenge especially since I'm not an anonymous blogger. But I'm to a point where I want to just own who I am and my experiences. It's like being emotionally naked all the time. Not easy, but important if I'm going to grow as a writer I think.<br /><br />Gok - I don't think you're a hateful person. I can handle criticism, usually, like a big girl. I thank you for making that comment. As for carrying a mirror around - maybe after I've lost 15 pounds :) And I know I'm going to piss people off if I'm honest. That's upsetting to me but it's something I know I need to just get the fuck over already.Gwenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11098013076632075762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-28394390284885752542009-04-15T20:10:00.000-04:002009-04-15T20:10:00.000-04:00Seriously, superpussy. That's what I was getting ...Seriously, superpussy. That's what I was getting at. I think people always assume everything I say comes from a hateful place. Not true. This is a great example of it. I want people to look at themselves the same way I look at myself. If it helps, carry a mirror around with you. Seriously. Do it. I make an ass out of myself on a regular basis. Remember the Mia fiasco? Can't win em all. But I stand behind what I write. You should too. And you will.Reverend Ghosthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10617171719225432871noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-19434529954080536792009-04-15T20:04:00.000-04:002009-04-15T20:04:00.000-04:00I agree.
It's the honesty that's addicting.I agree.<br />It's the honesty that's addicting.Georgiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12206678608822837976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-70912614731425205362009-04-15T17:08:00.000-04:002009-04-15T17:08:00.000-04:00Ok first Rassles had me falling out of my chair wi...Ok first Rassles had me falling out of my chair with giggles, superpussy? fishing for compliments? Good stuff. I htink when you are writing with no readers it's for you and if you are good(which you are) it is good. Then people coe and read you, because you're good and then you start to wonder if you're good enough and what that means. Then you write one or two <I>really</I> good things and think everything has to be that good(which it doesn't). Most of the decent and prolific writers say write, write, write. Some of it will be subpar, some ok and some great. But you cannot get to the greatness if you don't allow yourself to look like an idiot once in awhile. Now of course, I have to tell myself these same things all the time but you know, progress not perfection right? We like you Gwen, we really like you, now go write something .formerly funhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04915882376165190052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-79225928852428315152009-04-15T13:37:00.000-04:002009-04-15T13:37:00.000-04:00Heart you.Heart you.Rassleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12370070146085209687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7198245786384714430.post-55464324856541694652009-04-15T13:36:00.000-04:002009-04-15T13:36:00.000-04:00Yes, Gwen, you are being a superpussy. And no mor...Yes, Gwen, you are being a superpussy. And no more digging for compliments. If you weren't a fucking good writer, much less an interesting human being, half of your readers would leave. <br /><br />I don't find anything you write offensive. The only person that is worried about you opening up is you. The rest of us are just happily blown away at your bright, verbose honesty. <br /><br />So write away. Get off the goddamn fence. Write about whatever you want. If you don't want to write about something? Then don't. Punch and pie.Rassleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12370070146085209687noreply@blogger.com