This is my favorite Google search ever “Pia Space Chick” in Dutch.
I think I have been misunderstood. I wouldn’t want to be this person When I saw this article I realized that giving intimate details of ones life is now considered to be great writing, and that success comes to a few who articulate their spilling better than most
In my blog I talk about very personal things. Problems I have. My past. But I never really talk about the men in my life except for my father and the dead boyfriend–and I searched and found out that both his parents had died also.
Am I jealous of Emily Gould for rising so far so fast? Damn straight I am. Would I have wanted to rise by exposing such personal things about people I supposedly love. Maybe when I was in my 20’s, though even my best friends who knew everything else didn’t know all the details. We had a pact. Certain things were only discussed when our lives were being screwed up by whatever.
I do believe in paying dues. A friend’s daughter just finished her freshman year at an almost Ivy. She’s an artist and got a four inch conspicuous tattoo because she’s an artist and will never have to work in an office. Ha. She has to cover the tattoo for the summer.
On the other hand when I went to college many of my friends walked into positions of literary power in the early 70’s. While that was great I knew a few people who never learned the basics of working in an office, of saving money, of doing the things most of us take for granted. As they approach older age, really, though they don’t look or act it, they don’t have the security they need or want.
Life really is about building blocks. Going from one block to the next, and maybe throwing a few over. In my case I want the blocks to go straight up from now on–but I do have a strong foundation and have attempted to assure my financial future as much as possible. I do have to give myself credit and do have to say, I want more. Much more. And I have worked long and hard to achieve what I want.
I hope 2008 is the year of Pia. And Pia will always consider herself to be a blogger and glad for all it gave me. But it’s writing I love and writing for publications that aren’t blogs that I’m focusing on.
My friends will be in this coming week and then more friends are coming. It’s finally really summer and I’m just feeling good about everything.
You enjoy your weekend.
I would never had known who Emily Gould was unless you had pointed to that article. Why you you want to rise like someone I didn’t even know existed until just now is…well…..beyond me. 😉
well.. i just read the article emily wrote about her on line life,, and i don’t envy her in the least.. number one i have never heard of her,, i don’t read gawker,, and have never read any of her blogs,, and number two,, at least all the fuck ups i have made were made in the privacy of my own little world,, and i have the privilege to share or not to share them with whom ever i so choose…
but then again,, i have never been interested in social climbing,, having a successful career or being anyone that anyone would ever see on the street and say,, “hey wasn’t that..?”
i think you have these socio/material regrets,, in much the same way i have emotional ones,, and tho i will never understand people who seek success outside of themselves to feel worthy,, i do not ever discount it as being any more or less real than my desire to be loved and accepted for who i really am….