I Loave It So Much: Mail from My Mailbag

So I’ve had a blog for almost two months now, and I have to confess: over the past fifty-nine days, I’ve gotten several comments and questions that were so special I couldn’t even approve them for public view when they first showed up on my WordPress dashboard. But now that we’re getting to know each other better, I feel like I’m ready share these with you guys—and even post responses to a few of the most heartfelt communications. Read a few, and I think you’ll understand why I had to treasure them privately until now.

First up, from gentle reader Strandberg Catterton:

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Strandberg—you are so sweet! No apologies necessary. I’m so glad you and your buddies enjoy the blog. I do indeed load it up with all my very best secrets, as you can see from my entries on flamenco-album liner notes  and my eleventh-grade journal. I appreciate the official expression of respect; now please put those awful suspicions to rest. I’m just honored to get a compliment from you at all; no offense, but everyone knows Cattertons can be stingy with praise.

From passionate reader Jerseys ForCheap:

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Thanks, Jerseys ForCheap (are you one of the New Haven ForCheaps, by any chance?). It’s always gratifying when I hear I’ve “renewed the fire of hope” in someone or caused a resurgence of heart, though in my line of work you get pretty used to hearing that. But when you said I “saved you a pull out the heart of the cool cool”—that, for me, is what it’s all about, and the kind of compliment I’ll pin to my inspiration board and reread on my darkest days. Thank nong for posting!

From pragmatic reader Canada Goose Montebello:

I like there to be sound projecting up when a flock of birds is traveling over the lower portion of my snow goose spread and not have all the sound coming from one point at the top of the spread. The e-caller is placed directly behind by blind and has a volume control running to inside guide’s blind. This is a very important thing to me as I have found you want to regulate the speaker volume as the birds approach and attempt to land in your kill hole.

Thanks, CGM. All good advice. I can’t tell you how many times birds have attempted to land in my kill hole, only to be thwarted by unregulated speaker volume. The next time I’m editing my novel and a flock of birds travels over the lower portion of my snow goose spread, I will sound-project the holy heck out of those pesky winged rodents and see if I can bag a few. We get a lot of sparrows on our block; any recipe suggestions? (I don’t like rosemary.)

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You’re absolutely right, Gucci, and not including that disclaimer on my NaNoWriMo limerick post was a big oversight on my part. Mea culpa, and consider it added.

From inquiring reader Thifspi T:

Don’t pull the chairs about,boys!Try again.Did you enter the contest? What’s your trouble? Do you have any suggestions for me? Did you know that Stone ended up marrying his secretary?

That’s a whole lotta questions, Thifspi, but I’ll try my best. I didn’t enter the contest because I’m a pessimist and I didn’t need six sacks of peat moss anyway; my trouble is people who post major Downton Abbey spoilers on Project Runway message boards; I suggest that you retrace your steps and look under the bed this time; and I had absolutely no idea about Stone, but from the way he and Vicky were eyeing each other up at the booze cruise last Christmas, I’m totally not surprised.

From perceptive reader Ceinture Armani:

are you the people that overlooks a person’s outages and therefore can handle a person’s achievements

I never thought of it that way, Ceinture, but that’s a really nice way to put it. Yeah, most people who know me would probably agree that I discreetly look the other way during almost all of their outages. Because I don’t dwell on these smaller transgressions, I’m in a much better position to accept and even celebrate their achievements. You have an intriguing philosophical outlook. Is your first name French?

From resolute reader Xyqtan:

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You know what, Xyqtan? I can appreciate that. I mean, I can’t convince you to care about my position on ceramic thrift-store clowns. I can do my best to illuminate my thought process, but in the end, I’m me and you’re you. And if cheap authentic jerseys ring your bell, it’s not for me to divert you from your vocation. Stay focused, my friend, and do what you love.

From hungry reader Maillot de Dortmand:

I do believe all the ideas you have offered to your post. They are very convincing and can definitely work. Still, the posts are very quick for starters. May you please prolong them a bit from next time? Thank you for the post.

You’re very welcome, Maillot. I had no idea there would be a demand for more than twelve paragraphs on a piece of wall kitsch from 1971, but you’re opening my eyes here. Since you asked “may you please” so politely, I will happily prolong some of my future posts. Next week I’m going to blog the shit out of an old TV Guide with Delta Burke on the cover. Just for you.

And finally, from adoring reader Hermes Belt:

i read your article and loave it so much

I loave you too, Hermes. And I’ll totally check out your website.

Have you been lucky enough to get any letters like these? If so, please share your favorite correspondences in the comments, and spread the joy.