03/05/2002 Entry: "Yes, They're Real."

I met some nice people sunday night. it's interesting the conversation that develops from people who write about their lives online, even tempered by the presence of those who don't know what our online connections and friendships are all about. Seems like when you start having pre-read the basics about someone, you can start with slightly more intimate topics, sort of. It was also interesting to introduce The Boyfriend to other real, actual online writers. See? These people do actually exist.

Ok, that's not true at all about justifying anything to The Boyfriend. The reminder that other writers are real people was all for myself.

I hate it when I clam up like I did, though. I think I started off with a gin martini finished way too quickly. I don't know if that affect how incomprehensible I was. I was definitely shy. I think I thought I could pass that off as being enigmatic. I think that ended up just sounding evasive. But then, one is always one's own worst critic on these things.

The most important thing I realized last night: I don't write enough. I need to think more about what that exactly means, but that's that.

Replies: 2 comments

de la buddy,

i'll take you any way I can get you: enigmatic, clammed, sauced, verbose, exuberant. Thank you for showing on such short notice and for bringing The Boyfriend.

Posted by aaron @ 03/05/2002 08:03 AM PST

You should invite your friends 'round to bingo, dear...

Posted by Edith Myflesh @ 03/05/2002 11:33 AM PST