Alone At the Party

I posted my feelings to the website, to share some of my intimate fantasies, my most profound thoughts on grief and delight expressed through natural analogies, had even worked long and hard on rewrite to clearly convey glib analyses. Once it was approved, I waited to see over the course of the next many days just what the impact of my words would be, anticipating that my thoughts would blaze among this literate community who would shower me with critique and praise. But, judging by the response to my post, I might as well be an Internet ghost.