Quick note, consider this a continuation of the last page if you will. I occasionally check the glimpses because I'm curious to see what other people are writing. And I have to be honest, other people are writing bullshit. ALL OF THEM are stories. I don't know why this bothers me but it does. Everyone thinks they are Hemingway or Zadie Smith or fucking Haruki Murakami (see, I can be pretentious in the realm of literature too [although not really because those are all big names, it's besides the point]). And that's fine, I guess. I mean I realize there is sample bias. If you are legitimately writing a diary or trying to figure shit out or w/e it is that is, in actuality, personal and authentic, you aren't really going to want to share it with the world. So yes, I realize glimpses don't represent most of what is on this site. BUT BUT BUT. I am allowed to be pissed, Maybe. I realize it is fairly irrational, but just something about seeing all of this fucking prose, this fucking "I wanna be a goddamned novelist because my existence otherwise is too boring and devoid of meaning and I hate my job" (my how good I am at expressing that sentiment, could it be that I feel it too? Shocking! [btw, who DOESN'T want to have something to show at the end of the day, month, year, life. The desire to see and feel and hear something that we've created is fucking innate to being human. I'm choosing to into a field where that will never happen, and I accept that, but I still dream of building guitars or some other such bullshit. So yes, I understand the desire to some extent]). I'm just going to pretend like these parenthetical and bracket comments are part of the larger essay because, well, they are. Anyways, to complete that last sentence, something about seeing all of that prose pisses me off. and I cannot honestly say why. Could I call it the arrogance of the populace to dare think they can write literature. No, that's bullshit. One of those guys, statistically, has to be somewhat successful at this. Whatever, I don't know why I really wrote this rant but I felt the need and I did it and ain't life grand that I can? Deep down it all probably has to do with me thinking that I am way more interesting than those assholes and firmly believing it. And that MY shit should be read, not theirs. How insightful that I can undercut myself without the help of anyone snarky. W/e. Just to prove my point, I'm going to let this one be glimpsed, and we'll see if anyone "gently nudges me" to write another one of these bs rants. All to satisfy my stupid fucking ego. Also, I need to figure out the glimpse system, not trying to expose everything here. Cocktease is the way to go.