I Need Help
As those of you who know me even reasonably well will know, I value comments on my stories very much.
However, a year ago I wrote a story entitled 'My Bookcase'. Now there is nothing intrinsically wrong with that story, but it was a lighthearted story that I wrote without a lot of thought.
Somehow it seems to catch the imagination of very many people who read it, and consequently they leave comments. Comments which I am truly grateful for.
Now here's the thing though. I have written many stories from my heart, stories about my life experiences, about loves enjoyed, and loves lost, about heartbreaking events that have changed me as a person, about growing up, about, adventures and experiences that have made my life the rich, wonderful, terrible, laughable, rollercoaster journey that it has been.
I have sat here and thought carefully about how to best express a single moment of emotion, I have put my heart and soul into many of these stories.
I have been very lucky, all of the stories that mean a lot to me have been well received, and I have had an embarrassment of praise from all of my wonderful EP. friends.
So what you may be wondering is the problem?
Well I really don't want to seem ungrateful, because I value every comment that I receive, but, how is it that a lighthearted story about my bookcase, is once again vying for 'most commented on' story?
Now about that little four letter word, 'help'.
You can help me to believe that my bookcase is not in fact more interesting than my first kiss, or my story about Annie, or about being 'A happy man' or any of my memory's of living in the DOG House.
Then again this plea could of course badly misfire, and you could all comment even more on my bookcase.
'Linda less than met the eye' only needs a few comments to remain as most commented story, help me out here folks. Please.
However, a year ago I wrote a story entitled 'My Bookcase'. Now there is nothing intrinsically wrong with that story, but it was a lighthearted story that I wrote without a lot of thought.
Somehow it seems to catch the imagination of very many people who read it, and consequently they leave comments. Comments which I am truly grateful for.
Now here's the thing though. I have written many stories from my heart, stories about my life experiences, about loves enjoyed, and loves lost, about heartbreaking events that have changed me as a person, about growing up, about, adventures and experiences that have made my life the rich, wonderful, terrible, laughable, rollercoaster journey that it has been.
I have sat here and thought carefully about how to best express a single moment of emotion, I have put my heart and soul into many of these stories.
I have been very lucky, all of the stories that mean a lot to me have been well received, and I have had an embarrassment of praise from all of my wonderful EP. friends.
So what you may be wondering is the problem?
Well I really don't want to seem ungrateful, because I value every comment that I receive, but, how is it that a lighthearted story about my bookcase, is once again vying for 'most commented on' story?
Now about that little four letter word, 'help'.
You can help me to believe that my bookcase is not in fact more interesting than my first kiss, or my story about Annie, or about being 'A happy man' or any of my memory's of living in the DOG House.
Then again this plea could of course badly misfire, and you could all comment even more on my bookcase.
'Linda less than met the eye' only needs a few comments to remain as most commented story, help me out here folks. Please.