Yesterday I got a notification that a blogpost I didn’t write
had been sent out in full force,
and was now being followed by two new bloggers.
Which is a cute trick, since,
as I just said,
I DIDN’T WRITE IT.
Yo ho ho.
I had been pirated.
And the worst of it is:
the person absolutely can’t write.
The point being:
I started a blog.
the Dogwood Gazette,
in August 2015,
as a test.
And the first two chapters went so well,
and I like them so much,
I decided to turn it into a small-town murder mystery.
And just left it sit while I worked on plotting, etc.
Then came a few, to say the least, personal serendipities,
and a lot of great chances to make music,
So yesterday, someone, either out of hate,
or in his personal desire to make himself
no matter what, an author,
sent out chapter three.
As I mentioned, badly written,
and possibly just for the bucks,
and here is the real point,
there just plain is no joy in it.
It is written by someone who,
and here, I will give them the benefit of the doubt,
is possibly trying to copy others,
since he himself has no own style.
It is a copy.
And what is missing is,
in my opinion,
the most important weapon we have,
after our personal faith and beliefs:
Joy in the wonder of the creation.
And everything in it.
And that we still breath,
which totally amazes me, as a function.
And our heart beats.
And that we love.
Despite all that can happen to us.
You, Captain Pegleg,
who lifted my page,
don’t even begin to get it.
You are commercial, massive, and cheap.
Vive la difference.
Ps. I have now crashed the Dogwood page.
If it doesn’t come from me, here, at Quahog,
it ain’t the real thing.
Joy, peace, love, and believe in yourself.
You are unique.
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