Happy Hour With Fredericke and Y’all.
“When you gaze long into the Abyss, the Abyss also gazes into you.”
– Fredericke Neitchze
Yeah yeah…I know. Leading with Nietchze is pretentious as all hell.
When I started writing this blog, I asked someone who I considered the ultimate guide to blogging for advice on the whole thing, and she asked me if I wanted to have readers or not. Since I was really only writing this as a day by day diary of the marriage process for exFiance, I wasn’t sure. On the one hand, the comments would be fun…I figured I’d get hit up with all kinds of hate mail and when she and I went back and read it that it would only add to the enjoyment. On the other hand, there was something to be said for the unread word. That it would be for her and her alone.
I chose to go for having some readers…and then things went a little off book.
But I keep writing because every time I share something with you, no matter how small, stupid, lame, or mundane, I learn something about myself. Both from re-reading it later and from the things that you write back to me. I shared the personal expecting apprehension and I got encouragement. I shared the traumatic expecting ridicule and I got understanding. Whenever I threw something out in to the abyss and expected the abyss to hurl the worst back at me…
I got the best.
Brunch Bird once commented to me that when we post these things it’s like a message in a bottle…and that’s exactly what it was. It’s a brilliant analogy that she made. But when you cork the bottle and fire it in to the void of the ocean you don’t expect to wake up and find “a hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore”. But I guess that’s what we all are…”a hundred billion castaways”.
And tonight, I get to meet a small sampling of the abyss. I give up my anonymity and say hello in the old school analog way.
I’m looking forward to seeing some of you at the Happy Hour tonight. If for no other reason than to say “thank you”. And sure, OK…to see who’s cool and who’s not and who’s hot and who’s terrifying and…