Metablogging
I had an email from an ex-coworker with whom I had the merest passing acquaintance–pleasant, mind you, just not a lot of opportunity to interact.
Well, it turns out that she’s also a refugee from the Project of Elemental Evil. She was putting her networking skills to good use, and asked for leads and advice. She took my advice despite the extended warning and disclaimer, and with a little luck, things will work out for her; I certainly hope so.
She also mentioned in passing that she’d seen my byline on Shotgun Reviews, (shameless plug!) and did I have material anywhere else on the web? I thought it was so cool that somebody besides my mom reads my material that in a fit of inflamed ego, I gave her the blog URL.
Then I realized that this passing acquaintance probably knows the me that writes the blog better than the me that walks around actually having the crazy experiences that I write about. This was followed by the ultimate duh moment, in which I realized that most of the people who read my blog know me only by my writing.
I’m not sure how I feel about that, but being me, I had to write about it.