I write a column for our local paper once a month as part of a writers group. Last week my column was critical of The Vent, a practice I loathe. Our paper prints anonymous blurbs on Saturday. These usually are gripes about a neighbor's barking dog, or the local sheriff, or maybe a rant about Mormonism. It varies, but it's almost always a gripe.
I hate it. I think it's not good journalism. So I wrote a blistering column for last Wednesday, calling people cowards and urging them to grow a spine.
As you can imagine, people got mad at me. In this Saturday's vent, people complained about me and disagreed. Although they didn't sign their names, so I feel they made my point.
Yesterday at church several people came up and hugged me and attempted to comfort me because others were mad at me. I just laughed.
They don't know about the verbal fistfights we get on in blogging. What happened last week was mild compared to what I've been through here.
So thanks, you guys, for being here. It's been good for me :)