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A Quick Detour March 15, 2010

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Spirit & Ego, Writing & Writers.

The energy sucking saga continued yesterday when an apparently rabid raccoon confessed to being the man behind the mask. 

The previously anonymous inkslinger explained that he had hurled the hateful and hurtful words at members of his beloved writing support group (and light criticism in the general direction of his own work) as a childish, school-boy “prank.”

He encouraged members of his elite inner circle to forgive and forget. 

Don’t cry, it’s only a joke! 

In response to his theatrical apology and confession, I posted the following feedback: 

Once upon a time . . . an anonymous inkslinger hurled hurtful words at a trio of writers.

That’s it ~ a gentle reminder to everyone involved that life goes on and that one day this event would be just another bucket of water over the dam.

In response, the angry writer barred his teeth once again, this time in my direction, and snarled: 

Nancy… no matter what you say we aren’t letting you into the group.


I immediately dissolved into a puddle of tears at his childish taunt ~ feeling  cold and alone on the cruel elementary school playground once again.  

Ha!  Got ya! 

His words bounced off their intended mark and faded away as I looked within and asked myself:

Do I want to join this dysfunctional writer’s support group comprised of members who are willing to stab each other in the back, anonymously, under cover of darkness . . . as a joke ?

The answer quickly floated up into my consciousness:  No!!! 

That settled, my unshed tears remained in situ and I continued to enjoy my day, content in the knowledge that I had neither the time nor the energy to foster a pretend friendship with someone of that ilk. 

Before returning my attention to my visiting nieces, I replied to his nasty taunt with a mild remonstrance:

Thanks for the heads up, RJ . . . although I confess I’m a bit perplexed by your comment as I did not realize that I’d petitioned for admittance.

Done and dusted.

I generally prefer to take the High Road . . . it’s got a better view.   But, every once in a while, I am inspired to take a quick detour:

“Oh, ye’ll take the High Road, and I’ll take the Low Road, and I’ll be in Scotland afore ye.”

No rules.  Just write!


1. andalibmarks - August 12, 2011

Hmmm, I remember that little stunt! It ruffled quite a few feathers, didn’t it?!
And I agree with you, the approach WE take to OTHERS’ comments, twits, sarcasm and attempted ‘wit’ is what impedes US.
Not the comment itself.

nrhatch - August 12, 2011

Yup. Just one of many energy sucking sagas on Daily WTF. 😉

The poisoned darts thrown at us only damage us if we absorb the hateful and angry words into our being.

If we choose to let them go, they drift away into the nothingness that they are.

2. andalibmarks - August 13, 2011

It’s a pity others didn’t realize that sooner.
WTF? on WEbook is dead and gone now…

nrhatch - August 13, 2011

There’s a splintered faction of WTF set up as a Group on Facebook ~ James, Melissa/Kaora, Nandy, Mandy, MJ, Ryan, Gereg, Larilie, Rik, Mimefloozie, Liz/Artemis, EllenC, LilyLangtry, Maia, MrBillyD, and a few more.

Their WTF~FB posts don’t interest me much ~ alternating between complaints about how life is treating them (in which they never see their part) to disappointment that their muse has gone missing yet again (have you looked under the bed?) to assurances about the brilliance of what they’re writing at the moment (or plan to write soon or would write if they could just find the time or . . .).

Gone are the witty observations about life, love and the pursuit of happiness. It’s gotten old and stale.

I glance at what they’ve written but rarely comment and never post anything in response. I did let the group know about your “return” last week and noticed a few marched round to say “hey.”

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