A Toast To Intentions

Thinking about re-naming my blog Mea Culpa.

I treat apologizing like going to the gym, if I put in reps, the effort will bear fruit. Truth be told, rather than egg on my face, I’d prefer washboard abs. But my abs are fine.

My DNA Needs Tweaking.

If you quietly read my writing, thank you. If you leave comments, thank you. If you send other people links to my writing, no thank you.

I realize, of course, whoever is sending other people links to my writing will continue doing what they’re doing, despite my request to the contrary. I know this because I know why they’re doing it: if you’re sending a link of my writing to someone else, your intention is to hurt the feelings of the link’s recipient.

I can’t fix your intentions. You have to fix your intentions, or stay on the road to ruin. It’s your road. Who am I to point you in a better direction? If you’re enjoying the road to ruin…

God Bless You.

If you like my writing and so you read my writing, thank you. If you don’t like my writing and so you read my writing, thank you. If you want to talk to me about my writing, no thank you.

I realize, of course, if you seek me out to talk about my writing, or purposely avoid me, thereby letting me know you’re unhappy with my writing, you’ll continue doing what you’re doing, despite my request to the contrary. I know this because I know why you’re doing it: you’re trying to stop me by generating doubt and contaminating my flow with writer’s block.

It works. And then it doesn’t work. I have to admit this, to myself and to you: I like me more.

I appreciate being attacked from behind. I get-off on being attacked from behind. It helps me to diagnose a blind spot. I used to get tripped-up by my failures. I used to punish myself with my failures. But now, I see bombing as a useful tool for putting in my reps. My failures, my real life failures, appear to me now as they always were: interesting challenges instead of insurmountable obstacles.

If you love me, thank you. If you hate me, thank you. If you don’t know me but you get the feeling, after reading my writing, you’d like to buy me a beer, sorry but no thank you.

My vice is writing.

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7 Responses to A Toast To Intentions

  1. Claudia says:

    What? I’m confused. I look forward to your writing. I was just wondering why you had not written. ;)

  2. vince says:

    John Boner (and that is how his name is properly pronounced) did the right thing for once; raised the debt ceiling without shutting down the government. He did it to save his party from further back lash in the upcoming elections. He did it, knowing he couldn’t win that fight, to focus on killing Obama Care ad winning seats.

    The Republicans are trying to kill him now. He never said, “sorry.”

  3. joey says:

    u do have great abs!

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