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Jun. 19th, 2005 09:10 pmI thought there was a bug in my ear, and I wriggled and was like 'gah!', but it turned out to be a big lump of earwax falling out. Is that normal? 0-o;;
Hmm, so today I was wondering, 'why, when I have a migraine and I'm not going to do anything else, do I still come online to check lj/writing thing/schnoogle reviews?' The answer is that I want to find that somebody cares about my views, my inner workings, enough to respond. I wish for responses to myself. (This ties in to my distance thing of yesterday.) Perhaps I am 'response-starved'. (Since practically nobody ever responds to any of these, even when I ask questions/opinions etc, I'll say whatever I like.)
People in general are very bad at responding. Think about how much fanfiction you (perhaps) read, but never review. The person who wrote it would love a review, craves reviews. And yet you read it and leave without leaving so much as a hint of your having been there. It's almost rude, in a non-personal way.
So getting crits back on the first part of Dirty Little Secrets - serious ones, with praise for some parts and criticism of others - is wonderful. I love it. I like it much better than getting responses where people say 'oh, I liked it so much, it was all wonderful' because it means something, it means they read it and thought about it and have offered me ways to improve, rather than blindly accepting it. And while nice responses are nice, they're sometimes disappointing, even when it's from your friends who are almost duty-bound to give them.
As far as responses go, frankly you guys suck because I've only heard back from maybe three people as to definite 'yes/no I will/won't be coming to the geek party.' I need to know. It's important. Rather like when I asked a certain three people to get back to me about whether they could come over to discuss our possible group holiday and nobody got back to me, then the day before I received an email from one of them saying 'so what's going on?' You could say I was a bit miffed. And if you're aggravated by my brusque tone it's because I'm sick of always having to kick people up the backsides every two minutes to get things like this actually done, when nobody else ever seems to have to bother.
And yes, migraines make me cranky, but no, that's not the exclusive reason why this is a cranky entry.
Hmm, so today I was wondering, 'why, when I have a migraine and I'm not going to do anything else, do I still come online to check lj/writing thing/schnoogle reviews?' The answer is that I want to find that somebody cares about my views, my inner workings, enough to respond. I wish for responses to myself. (This ties in to my distance thing of yesterday.) Perhaps I am 'response-starved'. (Since practically nobody ever responds to any of these, even when I ask questions/opinions etc, I'll say whatever I like.)
People in general are very bad at responding. Think about how much fanfiction you (perhaps) read, but never review. The person who wrote it would love a review, craves reviews. And yet you read it and leave without leaving so much as a hint of your having been there. It's almost rude, in a non-personal way.
So getting crits back on the first part of Dirty Little Secrets - serious ones, with praise for some parts and criticism of others - is wonderful. I love it. I like it much better than getting responses where people say 'oh, I liked it so much, it was all wonderful' because it means something, it means they read it and thought about it and have offered me ways to improve, rather than blindly accepting it. And while nice responses are nice, they're sometimes disappointing, even when it's from your friends who are almost duty-bound to give them.
As far as responses go, frankly you guys suck because I've only heard back from maybe three people as to definite 'yes/no I will/won't be coming to the geek party.' I need to know. It's important. Rather like when I asked a certain three people to get back to me about whether they could come over to discuss our possible group holiday and nobody got back to me, then the day before I received an email from one of them saying 'so what's going on?' You could say I was a bit miffed. And if you're aggravated by my brusque tone it's because I'm sick of always having to kick people up the backsides every two minutes to get things like this actually done, when nobody else ever seems to have to bother.
And yes, migraines make me cranky, but no, that's not the exclusive reason why this is a cranky entry.
