I think we need more honest blogging advice. It’s good and fine for there to be a meta-industry in blogging, with people offering all kinds of ways to spice up, fine-tune, and supercharge your writing.
Get weird, be specific, think of your audience, show don’t tell, take breaks, avoid stepping in poop, etc. We all could use some good advice sometimes, and writing is no exception to that, especially in the space formerly known as the “blogosphere,” with it’s particular accessibility to newbies, amateurs, and passionate non-experts.
If you’re an American visiting France this summer (and will a full vaccine regime, that should be possible!), don’t order a burger.
You’ll be tempted. You’ll say to yourself, “ouh là là, un burger à la française” and think, in such a culture of fine cuisine and ridiculous hairstyles, even the ol’ American standard must be excellent, better than usual, even. You’ll assume that the astronomical price is tied to quality, taste, and French flair! You’ll think bistro burgers are so very very chic!
Oh but you’d be wrong, so very very wrong.
I am in no way a supporter of trolling, trolls, or anyone who would engage in abusive online behavior, whether or not against Billy Goats or anyone else. At the same time, I can’t fully control the intensity of my eyeroll when I read a thirsty Medium writer try to leach some readers from the algorithmic ubiquity of T1m D3nn1ng. When I see a so-called article telling me “I discovered the secret to how T1m D3nn1ng delivers knockout content,” my eyes roll so hard I experience elevated g-forces.
And no, I won’t name him, the Aussie demigod of Medium claps…
Recently, I deeply offended a member of the Medium community in an exchange of comments on an article about race and the Bridgerton Netflix series. I have written about this before, but to start, I’d like to highly suggest Nikki Brueggeman’s excellent piece, “Bridgerton Was Made To Empower White Women”, particularly for the clear and direct way in which it shows how this particular television fantasy serves white women’s agency at the expense of black bodies.
I want to stress that I bear no ill will toward the person with whom I interacted, but I was frustrated to read what…
At the very top of the priority list for things everyone needs to think about this year is about the proper use of the French interjection Ouh là là !
Forget insurrection in the United States, forget nuclear threats in the Korean Peninsula, forget your resolution to lose 1KG by February 1st. COVID19 Pandemic? What’s that? Set aside your writing tips, your self improvement coaches, and that article you’ve been meaning to read on next-gen UX design.
Right now, you need to stop resting on the laurels of your college French minor, and deal with my pet peeve.
Expect the long tail of disorder to start the New Year
I don’t want to tarnish the faint glow of your hungover fuzz, but it’s important to be honest with ourselves about the year to come. We nearly all agree that 2020 was full of challenge and that we need a change, but we can’t expect a panacea to sync with our calendars.
In fact, for many people in Europe and the United States, it has been a series of New Year’s celebrations in which people thought it couldn’t possibly get worse: a year ago we cursed 2019 into memory…
The new Netflix series reveals our shallowest fantasies
Spoiler alert! Spoiler ALERT! Bridgerton is a steamy pile of poop.
Taking place in a nominally Georgian London, this new and exceedingly light drama purports to take us to the world of so-called high society through a narrative that revolves around girls coming of age and debuting as eligible brides. Thus, the…
Low quantity and high quality in my early days on Medium
I’m still pretty new here on Medium, and so far I’m enjoying my time. I do not have unlimited free time to spend on the platform, but writing, reading, and interacting with the community has been rewarding.
In terms of readership, my growth here has been modest — no crazy stories of gaining ten thousand followers and 2 million reads in the first month on Medium. I won’t throw around numbers, because it’s really silly, and I don’t actually want to quantify things.
I mean, let’s be serious: I…
I give France a hard time, and I plan to keep giving it hard time. It’s a deeply flawed country, with an aging culture, where idealism and absurd logic breeds ignorance.
I believe it is something of a duty for me to criticize my country, to help fend off the rot that would make it worthless.
“But the bread! But the cheese! But the wine!”
I know, France has so much to offer, and I am not going to go on record denying all the wonderful things my compatriot have given us.
But there are plenty of glowing travelogues to…