In response to yesterday's video rant while shovelling the sidewalk, I received the most heart-warming, wonderful response that a person putting work online could hope for: "I care! I've been reading them!"
Of course I shreiked and practically burst into tears.
But within the hour, I had a more measured response. It begins with: "Yeah, but--" and it flicked a light on in my head.
I'm having to look squarely at the facts and realize that I'm dealing with something bigger here than social media metrics or even career goals. I have issues.
This building, with a thirty foot (?) long sculpture of a monster iguana poised jauntily on its roof, open jaws screaming at the sky, used to stand at the corner of 13th Street and 5th Avenue in New York City. I would nod whenever I passed it, and without irony, because at the molecular level, I'm pretty sure that I am this.