Welcome to Friday Feedback, in which we continue to suffers the slings and arrows of readers so we can someday make our outrageous fortune. Or something like that.
Our first letter isn’t really feedback, but a question for me personally:
How long does it take you to write each blog, and what is your ultimate goal? Do you need a sidekick? 🙂
Thanks for your email! On average, and including all the time it takes to talk back and forth with the letter writer and chew on their problem before I start banging on the keyboard, I’d say each blog takes around 5 hours from start to finish.
In addition, I am working on a proposal and first chapter for a book about a modern-day indentured servant, plus putting the final details on a radio show idea.
Add to that the hours I spend engaged in shameless self-promotion and begging for people to read my work and help me get to the next level and I would guess I’m putting in a much longer day than I ever did practicing law (unless you count hours of staring out the window, wondering when my real life was going to start).
My ultimate goal is to keep writing the blog and combine it with a radio program. Thank you for your sidekick offer. I’ll be auditioning/interviewing sidekicks as soon as I get my show, so call your station and tell them to sign me up!
My daughter died two years ago texting while driving. A friend of mine saw your blog and forwarded it to me. Your words were hard to read and a little strong at times, but I wish so much I could go back in time and shake my daughter by her shoulders and make her watch those videos. Everyone knew she was a dangerous driver but she had a temper and was struggling with some personal issues for the last couple years of her life so I could never find the right time to talk to her about it.
Thank you for writing this piece.
I feel there is nothing I can add here except to say I am so deeply sorry for your loss. Readers, if you missed this blog you can click here: Distracted Driving
I’m still laughing from the blog you wrote about the volleyball mom. My son plays lacrosse and basketball and I deal with parents like this ALL THE TIME. Thank you for calling her out.
Thanks for reading Bitchy Volleyball Mom. This was a fun one to write. It’s a good thing my son doesn’t play sports because I would have a hard time controlling myself around these types, which I suppose makes me just as bad as them. Hmmmm…
And last but not least, this wonderful piece of hate mail came in early this morning (1:37 a.m. to be exact):
Robin: If you get anywhere with this blog it will be because our country has fallen into a morass of bad manners and talentless celebrities who do nothing and are famous for it. I feel sorry for your family. Portland is a small town and you are embarrassing all of them.
(no signature, imagine that!)
Thank you for taking time to write to me at 1:37 this morning. I’m sure Pinterest missed you during the 30 minutes it took you to craft that email. Well done!
I’ll take the high road and say that if my family is embarrassed by me, it isn’t because of this blog. In fact, I think they admire the hard work I am putting in so that someday we can all live on a compound and my parents won’t end up in a Holiday Retirement facility (surely a fate worse than death).
Your email is a bit unfair because it implies that a) I suck, and b) even if I make it big, it’s only because America sucks and not due to any efforts or skills that go into this blog. You’ve put me in a lose/lose situation and it makes me sad. Have I hurt you personally? It’s hard to know because you didn’t use your real name.
If you’d like to engage in a more direct and personal conversation about why you don’t enjoy my writing or why you think I am an embarrassment to my family please let me know. In the meantime, please continue not enjoying the blog. I’ll take every reader I can get!
Finally, I am making an announcement soon about a new online magazine coming to Portland that will be sourced entirely by local writers. Anyone want to guess who may be a columnist? Love you all, have a great weekend!
Your Lovely Advice Goddess