A couple of days I promised a fellow blogger to take her and her vanity apart.
Alas, I won’t indulge her. Anyway, I am not a blog murderer and gentle souls need to be indulged lest they bruise.
Her indignation (she is easily offended) was sparked by my hinting that her blog takes some considerable effort to (physically) read. In fact I might have called this post STYLE OVER SUBSTANCE.
Here is what I wrote and if you, any of my other readers (and I mean it), find that my criticism was over the top, could have been worded differently please do let me know. Blogging is NOT a one way street and all of us (well, those capable to do so) can learn from each other.
The subject matter was “WHY”. No doubt what Lin wrote was very interesting, however … if “style” takes over from “content” then please do not shoot this messenger.
“I wonder WHY you write in that (to me) so terribly irritating style of wide spacing. It literally does my head in. Since you appear to have an interest in music may I say that your layout reminds me of Stockhausen. And that’s not a compliment. Paragraphs are there for a reason – not poetic licence.
Secondly, and it speaks volumes about you, WHY are your readers’ comments virtually undecipherable against the black, orange and yellow background in the box? Yet, your answers are clear- black on white.
On both counts, Lin, and this is not an attack just an observation, you are inconsiderate to those who take the time.
Some people go the way of least resistance. Hence the lady in question has not only deleted my comment (so unsure she is of herself she moderates before your comment sees the shadow of her comment box); she has now barred me to comment on her blog. I rarely laugh AT people but this was the perfect occasion. Laughing is good for you. So, Lin, thanks for that. However, your behaving like a toddler who (understandably) doesn’t yet have a grasp on the world around him is not becoming in a person of advanced years.
Since we are at it: Some time ago you took me to task (again on Ramana’s blog) as to my mentioning “the artistic temperament”. I promised you a reply. A promise I didn’t keep since, on reflection, it is a subject as tedious to write about as the artistic temperament itself. Still, better late than never. And before you start crying let me hand you a tissue. I am surrounded by people who create. I, personally, only cook. Someone has to. To keep all those artistes in fine fettle. Yes, the artistes in my life. Family, friends (I have no foes). There are those [artistes] who are robust and their own hardest critic. Which is going over the top the other end. Not to say counterproductive. And then there are those (the majority) where you quickly learn how to walk on eggshells. Dear, dear, dear, dear. Thy halo shall not be overcast by the slightest shadow of doubt over the merit of what you “create”. It’s hard work being round artists. It really is. And that’s before there is a pram in the hallway.
Where were we? “Consideration”. If I do have one pet hate it’s people being inconsiderate. In the little small ways of life. So, and please, Lin, take this as it’s meant – kindly, benignly – if you double/triple space your blog prose so I feel like running a hurdle race you are not doing yourself any favours. Sure, there will be those who fawn to you. Take it from me: Forms (like manners) are there to be observed to make life easy. How conceited can one (you) be to think that what you write is so interesting that a reader will be seasick on the journey. Remember, we are NOT talking content, we are talking STYLE. Let’s put it into another context: If you wear a terrific dress so terrific that no one takes any notice of YOU, the person, wearing it wouldn’t it be better to wear a bin liner?
Anyway, Lin, you have enriched my life in ways you don’t have the guts to appreciate. Which reminds me: Unless I am mistaken you do live in Germany, don’t you? How do you survive in an environment so outspoken only surpassed by Scandinavia?