I actually very sincerely care about my readers. When they disappear for a while, I worry. For those of us who participate regularly, what we’ve got here is a community. For me, it’s the most stable community I have found anywhere outside of my family. I’ve moved a lot. I’ll probably have to move again. The only place where I can witness people’s lives and have them witness mine in a continuous manner is here. This is the only place outside of my physical home where I’m completely sincere. And I deeply value people who stick around for every lap of the journey, every permutation, every new enthusiasm, of which I have an inordinate amount.
Of course, my compassion for readers who are in a bad place is sincere. Life is life. We all go through bad shit. Next week is the 12th anniversary of my son’s death. My readers help me live with the grief. I try to help them with theirs. If all this wasn’t completely sincere, people wouldn’t keep coming.
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