A #waybackWednesday moment from last year….just so memorable 🙂
As a writer I’ve never forced anyone to read what I write nor have I ever told them to like what I write. I’m not out to make everyone like what I write. When I write I’m not out to please everyone. If I please a few, fine. If I please nobody, I don’t care. If I offend you, oh well. Go stand over in the corner with all the other crybabies until I give a FUCK! Which will be never…
I’ll do a take on something a rock star once said on his website “blog” years ago: The name on the door of this blog says “michellemchatton.com”. You know what that means? It means it’s MY blog. It means I can write whatever the fuck I want to on this blog. I own the domain. If I want to say “horrible” things about someone on my blog, I will. I have never threatened anyone on this blog. That is not my thing. I may throw names around, as many have done to me, but what’s good for the goose, is good for the gander. Many times “horrible” things are the truth, whether you want to believe it or not. Many writers say “horrible” things about people every day. Any “horrible” things I may have said are only “horrible” because they may be a result of something “horrible” that happened to me years ago or a month ago or a day ago. Oh, I’m a bully? Don’t question a “bully” until you know all the facts. And make sure you’re not actually the one doing the bullying.
If you don’t like what I write on my blog, on Facebook, on Twitter, on Instagram, etc., I have a very simple solution: DON’T READ IT. I write what I write because (1) I love to write (2) it’s part of my job (3) I want to write it and (Z) it’s my opinion. And if you, the reader, don’t like it, guess what? As many artists before me have also said: I. DON’T. CARE. I don’t have time to care, especially about something so petty.
So move along, little Twitster and go bully someone else who you think is so “horrible”. You’ve wasted enough of my time.