Bonfire of My Vanity

I was engaged in some redactive exercises on some of my writing tonight, something I tell myself to let alone but rarely heed that advice.  I guess its true that a writer is never really finished with anything.  There is always something that can be tweaked, a phrase rewritten or even a pesky typo to correct.  Often when I reread something I wrote previously, I cannot resist the urge to "fix" something.  It is a hard habit to break.

So as I wrote earlier, I was doing the editor dance, going over some older posts, and I discovered a curious thing.  It was not a mistake, it was more of an absence.

It was an absence of comments on a post I wrote back in January.  Not that I flatter myself to think that all that I write will always get people to respond with something, but that was the first time since probably 2008 that a post I wrote garnered the big goose egg.

I am embarrassed to say that it bothered me a little.  I tried to set it aside, but vanity got the better of me and I really do want to know what (if anything) you, the readers I am most fortunate to have, might think of this:

SPIDER

To be fair the original post was on a Saturday, and I know full well people have much more important things to do than to feed my tottering ego.  But I am a curious fellow, so if you have some spare moments...