Words Can Hurt

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elphaba69
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Just what was I thinking when I thought anyone would want to read what I wrote. Every review I have gotten here was about how bad my writing is. Well maybe if one or two members who decided to publish their comments as anonymous would have the stones to actually tell me with their real screen names I might respect them a little more. Emily finished typing that rant and quickly pressed the send icon on her screen. After reading an anonymous comment that ripped her latest piece to shreds, Emily was seriously outraged. How dare people say that her work stunk when they did not even have the guts to give her a chance to review their work...

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Emily paced back and forth trying to calm herself down. She needed to stop letting the comments of a few people make her that upset. Her family had told her that if she kept letting people get to her like that she would end up with either ulcers or a nervous breakdown. Yet every time she got a review like the one she had just read you could practically see the steam coming out of Emily's ears. Maybe if she got away from the computer a while and just got out she might feel better.

Emily shut down the laptop and slammed it shut. She grabbed her coat and her keys and headed out the door. Starting up her car, she pulled out of her driveway and headed to a local coffee shop. She knew they had live music every Friday and Saturday maybe a little music would calm her mood. After finding a parking space she went inside.

"The usual, Emily," the guy behind the counter asked.

"Yeah thanks Frank," Emily said. She slid the money across the counter at him and then took her ice mocha.

"Strange seeing you here tonight. This is not your usual night. What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

"Just thought I would stop by and enjoy the music," Emily said. She took a long sip of the ice cold beverage.

"How is the writing going?"

" I'm actually thinking of quitting," Emily said.

"Why? You are a really good writer. Why would you even consider giving it up?"

"I am glad that you think I am talented but let's just say that some people do not hold my writing in such high esteem."

" Well my opinion is that those people are stupid then. They would not know a good piece of writing if it came along and bit them right in the ass."

This caused Emily to snicker. "Thanks Frank. I needed a laugh tonight. I know I shouldn't let these people get to me but yet every time I say they won't they do."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah sure Frank. You can ask me whatever you want."

"Do you enjoy writing what you write?"

"Yes of course I do."

"That is what counts. What everyone else thinks should not matter as long as it brings you enjoyment."

"Thanks Frank. You really are a friend. You know exactly what to say to get me back on track." She sat and listened to the saxophone play for a little while. Then she said, "I think I 'm going to head home and try to get some writing done. First, can I get another one of these to go?"

"Sure." Frank handed her another iced mocha. When Emily went to hand him the money this time though he said, "Keep your money. This one is on the house."

" Thanks a lot. I'll see you on Wednesday," she said. Emily headed out the door and back to her car. Maybe I need to apologize to everyone because I was a bit harsh this morning she thought as she drove home.

When she got to her house, she immediately booted up her computer and began composing an apology letter:

To everyone in this writing community,

I would like to apologize for my post from early this morning. I know that my angry outburst was uncalled for. I need to watch what I say because words can truly hurt when said in haste. I hope that you can forgive me. This community has been some of my strongest supporters since day one and I truly hope that a few angry words will not come between what we have built over the last year.

Hopefully still your friend,

Emily

Emily sighed as she copied the letter into a forum. This was all she could do. She could not force them to forgive her and everyone had the right to be mad at her after all she had definitely not thought before typing this morning. She would just have to wait and see what would happen. Emily signed off praying she had not just alienated the entire writing community.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 9 years ago
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I worked for a commander where I was the first formal step in resolving issues.

He told me that unless people were able to stand up and identify themselves their problem was not worth his of my time.

A lesson I learned the hard way (I think Mz Clinton is learning this one) Any thing you put on a public forum will never die. Words do hurt--make your words soft and sweet, it makes them easier to eat

(sorry cannot seem to get logged back in for some reason) an auhunter04

elphaba69elphaba69over 11 years agoAuthor
thank you

Thank you to everyone who commented on this piece .

MisterSadeMisterSadeover 11 years ago
They were probably scared and confused. But stand tall!

But your letter and all of your writing is an inspiration for me and my darling.

Truly appreciate your work.

And you for writing it.

Mo_B_DickMo_B_Dickover 11 years ago
Or they can heal.

Your writing is wonderful. Forget those critics.

CarcamCarcamover 11 years ago
I agree!!

I'm sorry, but I haven't read any of your other works (as yet), but this one. But this one, it is so true - not only of writing, but of life in general. I wish I had a dollar for every time I had to get my foot out of my mouth. The sad thing is that once something is said or done, it can't be unsaid or undone, and it may come back to bite you in the butt in one day or it might take 40 years. A beautiful, well written story - keep up the good work - now I'll go back and read some more of your works.

Carcam

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