Writing Past Midnight #5
I just read a personal essay about someone who has no friends. Can’t get a ride. I feel bad, I’m not inspired because I have no response to what I read. My life is the opposite of writers. On Medium though I haven’t cultivated the relationships I need. I am trying. It will take time. Or no one on here thinks a middle age white man has anything worth reading about. Maybe to Medium, I’m a stat, and very bad useless stat.
Fortunately I disagree. If you want to explore read my short fiction. “The Meaning of Lost” or “Shark” They have claps and got read. So it’s safe to look.
I know one thing about my non social media life.
I’m very lucky.
AJJ
Time 12:13 EST.