So, we’re no longer speaking?

An open letter to the people of The Playground:

Why you no feedback?

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I don’t get it. I had, including Facebook, 18 “likes” for my little tale yesterday. In case you missed it, it’s here.

Yet only two, yes that’s right TWO (incidentally, my two new favorite people…Yeah. Uh-huh. Suck on that for a couple of minutes. How do you like it? ) people actually say they wanted “more”.

So am I to assume that because you “like’ it, you want to hear more? Or if you don’t comment that you don’t want to hear more?

This is all very confusing to me and I’ve twice wandered into the street today and yelled a dramatic, “Whhyyyyyyy????!!!!!???” while looking up at the sky and having the camera pan out as it goes up into space, with only my voice echoing in the distance.

This is an expensive shot, and one I feel I should only pull off once a week, usually while reading Facebook and contemplating why 75% of adult Americans still do not know the different between ‘your’ and ‘you’re’, and then dramatically throwing my Macbook Pro through the window before running outside and barely escaping getting hit by an oncoming truck as I fall to my knees before yelling out aforementioned dramatic, “Whhyyyyyyy????!!!!!!???” hence, getting that shot.

Then I have to provide a catered lunch for the film crew.

No, no, no people.

This is a once a week expense at most and it’s only Monday!

It’s much easier if you just throw me a little love over here and let me know if you want to know how that person got that sword stuck in their chest.

Hugs and kisses,

E

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17 responses to “So, we’re no longer speaking?

    • THANK YOU! See!? Someone gets it!
      But…
      Did you have a look at the story I was referring to, and if so, why you no comment?

      And thank you for the compliment… flattery will get you everywhere here. No, seriously…don’t stop.

    • Thank you mcswhispers, for spelling ‘you’re’ correctly. I need to save my frustrations for Facebook land where no one seems to know how to spell that word correctly. Especially now, since I’ve blown 2 weeks worth of dramatic filming budget by no one checking out my story and letting me know if they want to hear more. That story that I linked to in this post. Right up there..It’s linked twice.

      But I’m sure you’ve already gone over and read it and commented 🙂

      And thanks for the love, too :-D. Flattery is encouraged here at The Playground, especially when it’s pertaining to me.

    • Yeah!!!!
      See??!! Ley knows what I’m talking about!

      On another note, did your “like” yesterday on my flash fiction piece mean, “yes, I want to hear more of that story?” I can’t get a hold of the film crew anymore tonight and no one is writing on that post if they want to hear how that dude got stabbed.

      • It meant that I liked what was presented; after reading it twice, I was left with the impression that it was a WIP, something I am too guilty of doing.

      • Well, exactly. That’s why I begged the question of who wants to read more. I ran out of my 1000 words. Btw, your wife may not be getting any sleep tonight, and I apologize in advance for that. She is super excited about how that sucker got the sword through “his” chest.

  1. Dearest E, I said this a few times and I will say it again, I am always here, even if I am not commenting, I am lurking from the shadows like a ninja! But please do write more, I am still waiting to pee my pants!

    • That’s cool Ana.. I know you’re there and it’s always super reassuring. I’m also a lurker, so I get it.

      I just was hoping for a little more, “Oh HELL yeah I want to hear how the rest of that story goes! You leaving a huge chunk out of the story was such a brilliant literary scheme that will leave me sleepless and suicidal until I find out WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT GUY!!”

      That’s all. I don’t think that’s asking for too much.

  2. OMG, wow. Sunday is kind of a slow day sometimes, but there is an ebb and flow to blogging that is unexplainable. Don’t let it get you down. I’ll come by and read a crapload of your stuff, but probably not all of it, because I have many masters.

    Don’t stop belogging. Hold on to that…frogg…ing….. never mind.

    • First of all, I’d like to hereby put in an official request for you to do a version of that song.

      Secondly, I wasn’t bummed about it being a slow day. I was bummed that I had the “likes” and many of them from steady commenters who didn’t comment. So I was concerned, seeing as I clearly requested feedback, if everyone was ok and therefore, splurged for the very expensive “Whhhhyyyyyyyy?????!!!!!!?????” shot.

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