"I don't understand your post."
--unnamed friend and rare Loud Time reader
"Wounds from a friend are better than many kisses from an enemy."
I think it's fair to say I have a higher opinion of my writing than is merited. An article I published last year (it was edited and everything!) elicited one comment from a reader: "You make no sense." I think about that comment a lot. The differences between it and the one from my unnamed friend (above), however, are manifold.
My friend approached me in private, not in an anonymous comment in front of dozens of readers.
My friend asked me to explain myself, rather than telling me I'm an idiot and disappearing into the Internet.
My friend is nice; whoever wrote that other comment is a weasel.
In theory I'd rather hear constructive criticism than vain praise, but really, who am I kidding? In reality, I'm so vain I think this post is about me.
So feel free to rip me up and down here at Loud Time, because I need a little humility in my life. But in the immortal words of Jewel, "Please be careful with me; I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way."