A while back I asked for feedback on whether it would be a good idea to monetize my blog. I really didn’t feel like doing it. I like the way my blog is without out the craziness of advertisements. But I wanted to hear from more of you because a few others had suggested that to me.
I thank you all for your feedback. And as you can see, no advertisements have leached, or leeched, their way onto my pages or into my posts. 🙂
Today, I’m searching for something else. Honest criticism.
Something about one of my past posts brought about exactly this. It seems that post triggered this respondent in a way I had not imaged at all.
I had given a rendition of an experience. A purely factual account that I believe contained no judgment nor casted any aspersions towards any particular person, persons, groups, or entities. With the exception, perhaps, of a government entity. Even then, I only mentioned how that government was hiding its actions that favored the wealthy over the poor. It did not criticize those less fortunate people.
But much to my surprise, this individual seemed to be reading much more into the language I chose and apparently received a completely different message than I intended to deliver.
Right or wrong, I extended my apologies.
You see, this type if feedback is quite welcome. Because it is good to consider if you’re getting your message across. If you chose the right words. And if your words provoked other unanticipated feelings.
Everyone enters into this world of words with different experiences, different assumptions, different teachings, different reflections. Keeping this in mind, the differentiated reader must try to remember that, as a friend of mine most aptly pointed out, I’m relaying, or trying to relay, my story.
Hopefully you all will enjoy my stories, as great or as trivial as they may be. And hopefully, I will be able to use words to carry you into the diverse facets of those stories so you can see what’s going on through My Eyes.
Now, because feedback is so important to adjusting our directional compasses, I invite you all to register any and all of your insights at any time. Feel free to be the grammar police. Or to call out my typos. Or tear apart my content. Rip into it!
You’ll not hurt me.
I learned a long time ago when I was publishing through other entities that the Editor’s cuts and rearrangements often gave more power to my story. Less words added greater dimension. I learned a lot about words through their insights and judgments and seeing which words were tossed into the wastebasket.
I consider this space of mine to be open to constructive suggestions. So, feel free to fire away. Send me your Editor’s Notes, your blue pen strike-throughs, your perceptions and objections. I’m sure I will learn much from your thoughts as we hike along on these parallel trails in this vast Universe.
Photo: An interesting little mining town out West. It is a place where I feel at home. Yet I find myself now doing just the opposite of what I desired just a few years ago. Digging into a place, not pictured, where I never intended to stay. Such is life and it’s practical limitations.