The internet makes it incredibly easy to call things out that we would probably not call out to that person’s literal or actual face. I’m guilty of such behavior from my days in the slam, even recently with this.
However, a personal blog is just that: personal. We may not agree with what that person says but it isn’t a magazine where it would publish half cooked reviews or opinions unless that was the goal of the editorial staff to publish half cooked reviews or opinions.
Congratulations on your disagreements and your postings on your disagreements with this, all of you. Instead of spending your energy doing something productive, you are all being so meta with your hate, like an Inception version of blogging. If you are going to hate, at least be creative, like this.
And here I am, meta blogging. I’m going to try to find some decent coffee in my neighborhood. Enjoy the rest of your day.
J. Bradley's is a Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize nominated writer whose work has appeared in numerous literary journals including decomP, Hobart, and Prairie Schooner. He was the Interviews Editor of PANK, the Flash Fiction Editor of NAP, and the Web Editor of Monkeybicycle. He is the author of the poetry collection Dodging Traffic (Ampersand Books, 2009), the novella Bodies Made of Smoke (HOUSEFIRE, 2012), and the graphic poetry collection The Bones of Us (YesYes Books, 2014), illustrated by Adam Scott Mazer. He is the curator of the Central Florida reading series There Will Be Words and lives at iheartfailure.net.