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Jun. 22nd, 2007 06:17 pmso i was chatting with
femmenerd the other day about getting comments on one's fic, and i'll tell ya, y'know. i'm pretty sure that i stopped taking comments seriously as a measure of the worth of a given fic at just about the same time that it became clear to me that comments on lj are, in many cases, a political tool.
i had ljtoys for a little while. it became clear during my use of it that there were some people who did not have me friended, yet clicked into my journal every day. they read all my public posts, click under all the lj cuts, and never, ever comment. ever. (hi guys!) i'm not going to say that i know for SURE that this is a case of trying to ostracize me because of who i'm friends with - i don't. i can't say unequivocally that these people are operating off the kind of high school bitch mentality that i very definitely outgrew caring about a long time ago - i never talk to them, so that'd be impossible to say for sure*. but it's really hard to say to myself, I ONLY GOT X COMMENTS THIS FIC SUX. because when it comes to why people comment, it's not necessarily a value judgment, y'know?
so, okay, it's a political tool. i can deal with that.
when it comes to people commenting on my fic, the politics of that is that they would like me to feel encouraged. so that's how i'll take it. and when it comes to how good/suck i am as a writer, i will listen to my friends, who would surely tell me if i had suddenly caught lame fever. to date, i have yet to recieve a single piece of concrit by email, so i will also, when i am feeling particularly brave, volunteer myself for concrit from the world at large. (i am not always brave omg.) but that's about that, y'know? i will never assume i am the next tolstoy b/c livejournal said so, and i will similarly never burn anything b/c nobody commented. it's lovely to get a buncha comments, of course, and disappointing when you don't, but i try to keep that perspective.
and if i just can't one day, i go to a friend and freak in email so they can tell me i'm being a retard. and i believe them. :)
*i try to keep my skepticism on a leash and be nice to them when i see them, b/c you never know, they might just be crazy or something harmless. if somebody's five hours late to meet me, i never get mad until i see them in person and i know they haven't been hit by a bus. i'm crazy, thx for asking.
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i had ljtoys for a little while. it became clear during my use of it that there were some people who did not have me friended, yet clicked into my journal every day. they read all my public posts, click under all the lj cuts, and never, ever comment. ever. (hi guys!) i'm not going to say that i know for SURE that this is a case of trying to ostracize me because of who i'm friends with - i don't. i can't say unequivocally that these people are operating off the kind of high school bitch mentality that i very definitely outgrew caring about a long time ago - i never talk to them, so that'd be impossible to say for sure*. but it's really hard to say to myself, I ONLY GOT X COMMENTS THIS FIC SUX. because when it comes to why people comment, it's not necessarily a value judgment, y'know?
so, okay, it's a political tool. i can deal with that.
when it comes to people commenting on my fic, the politics of that is that they would like me to feel encouraged. so that's how i'll take it. and when it comes to how good/suck i am as a writer, i will listen to my friends, who would surely tell me if i had suddenly caught lame fever. to date, i have yet to recieve a single piece of concrit by email, so i will also, when i am feeling particularly brave, volunteer myself for concrit from the world at large. (i am not always brave omg.) but that's about that, y'know? i will never assume i am the next tolstoy b/c livejournal said so, and i will similarly never burn anything b/c nobody commented. it's lovely to get a buncha comments, of course, and disappointing when you don't, but i try to keep that perspective.
and if i just can't one day, i go to a friend and freak in email so they can tell me i'm being a retard. and i believe them. :)
*i try to keep my skepticism on a leash and be nice to them when i see them, b/c you never know, they might just be crazy or something harmless. if somebody's five hours late to meet me, i never get mad until i see them in person and i know they haven't been hit by a bus. i'm crazy, thx for asking.