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[Huckleman2000]
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Planet Huck X-1 in the Colly star system
Posts: 1,895
I'm sorry, but this seemingly endless stream of misfortune for people here just seems to be outside of what one could normally expect. I know enough not to rail against forces of chance, at least on a rational level. But this rash of bad things happening really tries my faith, such as it is.
I send all my condolences and best wishes to Elf and her loved ones.
But I'm really angry that such a string of random rotten things has happened, going back to Colly's untimely death. (Maybe before, but that's when it hit me hard) True, many good things have happened lately - EL and Rob getting published, and others that I blush at not rembering in my current agitated state. But within such a small community of regulars, I despair at the frequency of our misfortune. Particularly since one of the most important aspects of this community to me is the generally acknowledged decency and tolerance with which we converse. I know I'm intemperate (hence my annual Christmas AV), but I sure as hell don't wish on anyone the sorts of things that have happened this year to regular participants in this community.]
Huckleman's comments on the thread for Moonlight Elf, had me go away and think about things for a while. Not because I agree (or disagree) with him. Well maybe a bit of both. He's right, there do seem to have been too many 'bad things', and I kept asking myself 'why?'
Actually I think there are a couple of reasons I can suggest. First, the Lit community isn't maybe as small as we sometimes think. I'd go further and say that it's far larger than we think. People like me come here and post a while, then seem to disappear. Doesn't mean I'm not around, just that I don't always have the time to read all the threads and messages and reply to them. Once you say 'Hi',the forums seem to suck you in, and I haven't had time for that this past few months.
The other factor is that a lot of us are writers. Maybe I'm over egging it here, but most writers I know are quite emotional people. We live much of our lives inside our heads, and coming here to chat a while is a pressure valve if you like. From my experience, I feel more able to discuss the most personal and private worries with virtual strangers. Not with people I've never spoken to, but people I've talked to for a while, people I feel I can trust. Maybe I've been lucky, but I can't recall ever having been let down. I'm not going to name names, you know who you are and that I'll be eternally grateful that I can call you 'friend'.
I can't be alone in that, I suspect many people here have had similar experiences, and that's what makes Lit a caring place to be. We're all vulnerable, and when the bad things happen we all feel hurt. If it happened at work though, maybe we wouldn't be quite as free with our support as we are here. It's not that we're any more caring than the rest of the world, just that we seem more able to ask for help as well as offering it to the people we care about.
Not sure I've said quite what I meant to say here, but maybe some of you understand what I'm talking about. Maybe you could say it better for me. Maybe you don't agree, but that's what Lit is about.
Best wishes to you all for the 'Festive?' season. Thanks for being here for me, giving me somewhere to come where I can be true to my feelings. Where I can reach out when others need a quiet word.
Chris :rose
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Planet Huck X-1 in the Colly star system
Posts: 1,895
I'm sorry, but this seemingly endless stream of misfortune for people here just seems to be outside of what one could normally expect. I know enough not to rail against forces of chance, at least on a rational level. But this rash of bad things happening really tries my faith, such as it is.
I send all my condolences and best wishes to Elf and her loved ones.
But I'm really angry that such a string of random rotten things has happened, going back to Colly's untimely death. (Maybe before, but that's when it hit me hard) True, many good things have happened lately - EL and Rob getting published, and others that I blush at not rembering in my current agitated state. But within such a small community of regulars, I despair at the frequency of our misfortune. Particularly since one of the most important aspects of this community to me is the generally acknowledged decency and tolerance with which we converse. I know I'm intemperate (hence my annual Christmas AV), but I sure as hell don't wish on anyone the sorts of things that have happened this year to regular participants in this community.]
Huckleman's comments on the thread for Moonlight Elf, had me go away and think about things for a while. Not because I agree (or disagree) with him. Well maybe a bit of both. He's right, there do seem to have been too many 'bad things', and I kept asking myself 'why?'
Actually I think there are a couple of reasons I can suggest. First, the Lit community isn't maybe as small as we sometimes think. I'd go further and say that it's far larger than we think. People like me come here and post a while, then seem to disappear. Doesn't mean I'm not around, just that I don't always have the time to read all the threads and messages and reply to them. Once you say 'Hi',the forums seem to suck you in, and I haven't had time for that this past few months.
The other factor is that a lot of us are writers. Maybe I'm over egging it here, but most writers I know are quite emotional people. We live much of our lives inside our heads, and coming here to chat a while is a pressure valve if you like. From my experience, I feel more able to discuss the most personal and private worries with virtual strangers. Not with people I've never spoken to, but people I've talked to for a while, people I feel I can trust. Maybe I've been lucky, but I can't recall ever having been let down. I'm not going to name names, you know who you are and that I'll be eternally grateful that I can call you 'friend'.
I can't be alone in that, I suspect many people here have had similar experiences, and that's what makes Lit a caring place to be. We're all vulnerable, and when the bad things happen we all feel hurt. If it happened at work though, maybe we wouldn't be quite as free with our support as we are here. It's not that we're any more caring than the rest of the world, just that we seem more able to ask for help as well as offering it to the people we care about.
Not sure I've said quite what I meant to say here, but maybe some of you understand what I'm talking about. Maybe you could say it better for me. Maybe you don't agree, but that's what Lit is about.
Best wishes to you all for the 'Festive?' season. Thanks for being here for me, giving me somewhere to come where I can be true to my feelings. Where I can reach out when others need a quiet word.
Chris :rose
