Cockblocking my “art.”

Here’s the thing about putting my dating life on the Internet… For me, fiction is rarely funnier than the truth. I’d love to change certain details to protect the innocent, but nothing I conjure is as funny as what really happens. I’m not that good a writer; funny shit just happens to me. I write it down, y’all laugh — easier than me after two martinis!

But as much as I want an audience, I don’t want to hurt anyone who might see this page. So I grapple with optimal hilarity vs. not wanting to hurt feelings.

Example: My latest New Lad story isn’t as funny if I change the details, but it’s seven kinds of snort-laugh if I tell it how it happened. I’m still friends with him, though, and I don’t want him to end up on this page somehow saying, “Wait…that’s clearly me.” Of course, if it weren’t for Facebook, I wouldn’t even still know the guy, so maybe that’s not an accurate definition of “friend.”

See, this is why I need a book deal. The ones who yield the best stories don’t read books.

1 thought on “Cockblocking my “art.”

  1. I know exactly how you feel!
    I always hesitate before pressing publish because I worry how the person will feel if they read it. And then I think, well… It went wrong. Hopefully they see the funny/fact they made a stupid comment And do it anyway!

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