Compliment

Sunday, May 4, 2014


Day 4: What's a compliment you have been given that has stuck with you? Who gave it to you? When? Where?

So, this is kind of awkward? Why not post an awkward solo picture of myself to go with an awkward question? I'm so awkward. How many times can I say awkward. Bah! 

Someone who I have never met (on Instagram actually) told me today that she could tell I wrote 100% how I speak. And she saw that as being genuine. I've had a few people tell me that they like reading my blog because they can tell that I'm writing just how I talk. I think they see it as a good thing?

It really means a lot to me because I hope that I come across as "what you see is what you get." When I die, I hope someone can stand up and say, "That Karim Jones. She really was genuine." (Because my funeral is going to be series of people standing up and saying good stuff about me right??) Even if that mean's I'm genuinely awful, I'd rather be genuinely awful than fake.

I've been blogging for years, and at one point, I used to sometimes feel like I had to please a certain "invisible reader." I'd constantly worry if my posts were funny enough. Or "pretty" enough. Or "interesting" enough. One of the main reasons I decided to start fresh with a new blog is because I'm so over trying to please invisible people. I write for myself. I write in hopes that someday I'll get my act together and get this blog printed as a record to show my children. I write it for the grandparents who like to check in on their grandkids. And, that's basically it. Actually, no. I also write it for Mindy Kaling because I really want her to find me and ask me to be her best friend. 

Of course, I am always so happy and flattered when someone takes a second to read along here, and if they happen to enjoy it, I'm even more thrilled. Let's be friends.

I'll also mention that frankly I find my writing to be really lazy. Because, yes, this is how I talk. I've embraced that fact that I'm not eloquent. My writing is not flowery and beautiful and well-thought out. I feel like I jump from point to point and I'm positive all the great writers would be absolutely abhorred by me. Well, to those great writers I say: alas, nonetheless, and such and such. And so. End scene.

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