Liv Hauck’s latest blog ‘Stream of Consciousness’ and the comment that an anonymous reader provided shed light on the latest proof that some people are real quick to put someone in a box, especially writers. And, I love it.

After my first Neave post, I received the comment that maybe I was going to attract the wrong kind of audience. That as a young, single woman I didn’t want males to look at me in a certain light. What kind of light is that? And what kind of male? A male that is going to Google ‘looking for woman who writes about penises, vibrators and the like’ and then stalk me? Trust me, I’m not blind to the fact that they’re crazies out there, but even if I wrote about the Bible, there’d be some sicko who gets off on women who write about that.

My latest post regarding a chafing penis actually caused a fight (luckily, not with me) involving someone I don’t even know, because she thought the referenced girl who was bad in bed was her! There are hundreds of girls that I’m sure are bad in bed. Sorry doll, if you thought that number included you.

They say write what you know and for the most part I do. But, I also write about what other people know or have told me. I write about a song lyric I like or a book I’ve just read. I play devil’s advocate for topics that I really could give a shit less about, just because I know there is someone out there who is going to read it, just so they can condemn me for being slutty/bitchy/ignorant or whatever other clever descriptive they come up with. Not only is that okay, that was the intention.

The people who can’t (or don’t want to) offer constructive criticism, but rather voice their ‘like/don’t like’ opinions (as is their right, ah dammit) are the same people who ban their children from reading Harry Potter because they don’t want their kids to be subject to wizardry. As clearly, this is a topic threatening America today. I hope those same kids grow up to read Chuck Palahniuk and really get taken for a ride.

Because I am a brat, even comments meant to be negative spark my creative juices. It’s my childish, written way of saying, “Oh yeah, well, I’ll show you!” So in a way, while I don’t welcome comments that aren’t telling me how brilliant I am, I do still embrace them because as a reader, you get to know what I tell you. You get to see what I show you.

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