This is so well put and hits so close to home that I stole it from JT Twissel, writer, artist and self-described “wine cork bath mat maker.” (Meet her here.)
I’ve a friend named Duke (click here to meet him). Oft times I open emails from this gent at one o’clock in the afternoon and my first thought is “damn, it’s too early for a drink!” Mostly because he’s rifting on a subject I’d rather discuss sitting on a beach, frosty margarita in hand, watching the sun set over a calm green ocean.
But he lives in Mexico and I live thousands of miles to the north. So we have to toast each other with virtual margaritas.
Most of the time we bitch about the realities of publishing in a world which conspires to turn socially awkward writers into bug-eyed circus barkers desperate to validate the time they’ve wasted writing and then alienating family and friends by pleading for those absolutely vital reviews.
I’ve given up on that last bit. Your friends might like you but not share your taste in…
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