Oh, the Internet. The beautiful thing where you get to be
just as careful with everything you do and say as you wanted to be in middle
school. Social Networking is often self-curation. It seems that every so often
I find myself getting caught up in the need to pretend. The longer I
facebook/tweet/pin the more fake I feel. So what to do about it? Honestly, the only thing I can think of is let it all hang out a little bit. As much as that horrifies my solid middle class upbringing:)
What is it about this online world that seems to demand
perfection? Is it because the fantasy is easier to believe in when it’s
pixilated? I don’t know. All I know is that I stalk various
authors/friends/media personalities and all of their lives seem so perfect. How
can mine not be perfect? And then with a few tweaks it all is.
Except it’s not. Sometimes what’s going on with my life is distinctly not awesome. Sometimes I’m terrible at writing. Or I don’t write at
all. Or I choose to write in a genre that is Absolutely Over. I don’t do great
crafts, have cute kids, or go on epic vacations. For all that I like my life. I
feel like it’s one worth living. Maybe it’s just not one worth sharing.
So here I am, trying my best to document the semi-boring life of me. Thanks for reading!
I think we all feel this way. I was telling my friend just today that I feel like I'm "behind" everyone else. Everyone else has an agent, or a book out, or a plethora of other things. More kids. A bigger house. Comparing yourself to others is a sure way to feel worse about yourself. I live the life I want, and my life is great. We just need to remember that every once in a while. (Okay, now I'm going back to my silence on the Interwebz. Just had to put that out there) :)
ReplyDeleteGlad it's not just me! But with agents/editors googling potential clients/authors, a lot of what we really want to say about our insecurities remains mum and we put on a brave front instead. What can you do?
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