My new website, www.annefittenglenn.com, is now popping up first upon Googling my name. For some reason, this makes me paranoid as hell (now I’m cussing in print–shocking!). I read somewhere recently that paranoia is really a form of self-aggrandizement…as if a website isn’t? (Just remembered–it was in Pattern Recognition–a great read). Like most websites, mine is a work in progress, and I’m irritated because it’s not perfect. Not that I am, but…letting go is a bit of a problem for me.
I’ve resisted having a website for many years, despite various people in the know telling me that it’s a good way to market my writing. The whole process and the resultant site makes me feel nervous and, for some reason, naughty. Having my REAL name on this blog makes me feel the same way. I was raised (Southerners LOVE to start sentences this way) to believe that humility is among the MOST desirable traits. Thus, the shame, the horror. Possibly, I’m also too old to really GET this interconnected data byte (or bit?) whole world stream(cop-out?). Possibly, I need to create a cool alter ego blog where I can cuss and complain with impunity. Not to change the subject too much, but I love some of the a.e. blogs I’ve discovered. Here are a few of my favs–both in name and content(which I would link for you if I knew how–see yesterday): Chez Miscarriage, Tequila Mockingbird, Bookslut, defective yeti, and where the f are all the sippy cups. Thanks, guys, for being so interesting, creative, and for distracting me from my work (and my paranoia).
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