Dear Anonymous Person Who Continually Breaks My Heart,
Hi, my name is Jeff and I’d like to talk to you about something. No, not diabetes, that’s Brimley’s domain. I’ve been writing for The Last Gaffe for a few months now, contributing articles here and there in addition to my occasional articles over at Cracked. I read the fine work of my fellow Gaffers (except for Malcolm, of course) and, when their articles are submitted, I Digg them (again, apart from Malcolm). I mean, I Digg the shit out of them.
I think it’s important to give and receive feedback on articles. Good or bad, at least then you know that you’ve really touched the two or three people who have stumbled across the words you’ve put to paper (figuratively of course, since paper is zooming toward obsolete status with each passing day, sort of like video tapes and Canadians). That’s how a writer grows, by reading the praise heaped upon him or herself and completely ignoring any criticisms or insults.
Should I? Nah, too easy.