My most recent Torontoist article turned out pretty good. I think it was pretty well written (it was on a topic I know an awful lot about), had a few clever lines in it, and it actually stayed up on the top of the page long enough (thanks to all my fellow Torontoist’s labour day weekend laziness) to garner a few comments.
I mean, I don’t really take it personally that my articles don’t get commented on too often, because that’s not why I write them. There just isn’t anything too controversial in them – like say about advertising or condos or bicycles (all hot-button topics on the site right now).
And when I applied to Torontoist I wanted to write something that was actually useful, and representative of my life, and I what I would love to see more of on the site… and wouldn’t just ignite the trolls. And I’ve done that, I think.
I mean, people seem to categorically like what I say, even if they don’t have a whole lot to say about it.
That’s the way people in this city seem to work sometimes, I’ve noticed. They don’t open their mouths unless it’s to complain about something (anything). So I’m ok with not garnering too much attention with my positivity.
Goodness knows I can be plenty critical (call the National Post critical even) the rest of the time.
It’s good to have range.