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21 said:
What kind of sandwich?

Jimmy John's Big John with cheese, please and thank you. I enjoy their toothsome bread. I'll take off my pants in the meantime.
 
I have a dear dentist friend who lives very large.
You strike me as a man who likes more than a touch of the good life, type.
Maybe you would have grown to like cleaning teeth.
I do know they don't tweet each other with praise.
 
My dentist is always handing me X-rays from Marty Woolschlager, DDS, who works on the other side of town. Says no one takes an X-ray quite as well, though he admittedly could use work on fillings.
 
My dentist can run a marathon in three hours or less or your next tooth cleaning is free. He's done it in all 50 states while Tweeting praise to himself in mid-stride. He is also running for vice president.
 
3OctaveFart said:
I have a dear dentist friend who lives very large.
You strike me as a man who likes more than a touch of the good life, type.
Maybe you would have grown to like cleaning teeth.
I do know they don't tweet each other with praise.

That's why dentists have the highest suicide rate of all professions, more than five times average.

http://www.businessinsider.com/jobs-commit-suicide-2010-10?op=1

It is hard being this right all the time.
 
She just spent most of the summer on the best beaches in the Mediterranean.
Very hard life.
Just itching to end it all.
 
typefitter said:
21 said:
What kind of sandwich?

Jimmy John's Big John with cheese, please and thank you. I enjoy their toothsome bread. I'll take off my pants in the meantime.

I'll need to see the movie first.
 
3OctaveFart said:
She just spent most of the summer on the best beaches in the Mediterranean.
Very hard life.
Just itching to end it all.

Gotta say, you're sounding a little fawny here, Fart.
 
I am fawny.
I respect a non-banking profession whose laborers only get wealthier during a global recession.
 
typefitter said:
3OctaveFart said:
I have a dear dentist friend who lives very large.
You strike me as a man who likes more than a touch of the good life, type.
Maybe you would have grown to like cleaning teeth.
I do know they don't tweet each other with praise.

That's why dentists have the highest suicide rate of all professions, more than five times average.

http://www.businessinsider.com/jobs-commit-suicide-2010-10?op=1

It is hard being this right all the time.

Probably from reading too much long form in their office magazines.

In an odd way long form writers compliment the dental profession.
 
Boom_70 said:
typefitter said:
3OctaveFart said:
I have a dear dentist friend who lives very large.
You strike me as a man who likes more than a touch of the good life, type.
Maybe you would have grown to like cleaning teeth.
I do know they don't tweet each other with praise.

That's why dentists have the highest suicide rate of all professions, more than five times average.

http://www.businessinsider.com/jobs-commit-suicide-2010-10?op=1

It is hard being this right all the time.

Probably from reading too much long form in their office magazines.

In an odd way long form writers compliment the dental profession.

I was under the impression we were never to compliment anyone.
 
Can't speak for others, but the interviews I do and the conversations I have with these writers has nothing to do with fawning. I want to learn. So do other young, hungry writers. I try to provide a place where we can all learn. I'm too busy with paying work to update it as much as I'd like, but that's what it's all about. Not fawning. Not worshipping.

Learning.

Getting better.

You know, improving oneself.

Since I'm a writer and, for now and awhile at least, mostly write things that are journalism, it's beneficial to me to learn from really good journalists. It's really that simple.

Trust me. I'm not the type to waste time or energy on idol worship.

I really admire what some guys—Jones, Tom Lake, Wright, etcetera—can do with the written word, especially as journalists. Talking to people about the intimate details of their lives, and then trying to write something beautiful based off what they tell me—sometimes it just intimidates the hell of out of me. But I love it. You love something, you go all in to cultivate it.

That's where talking to and interviewing these writers comes in.

It's mind-blowingly shortsighted and petty and I don't even know what for people to imply something like that is something as shallow and cheap as fawning. I'm not a fanboy. I'm not trying to score brownie points with these guys. I want to learn how they do what they do, because what they do is often damn impressive.

I care a great deal about what I do. So much that sometimes it makes me feel crazy. Because, c'mon. These are just words, just stories. But for some reason I believe they matter, I believe they are—or at least have the potential to be—important. I've been given great opportunities and I've come to realize I have a lot of passion for the craft and for people and for telling stories well, and so I'm trying to do the best I can.

And I think the same goes for most of those guys people like to dump on for being elitist or arrogant or too complimentary of each other. I could be wrong. But from my interactions with Jones, KVV, Wright, Tom, and the others, one thing I do not get from them is an elitist arrogance. I get passion and I get empathy and I get, yeah, fear and insecurity. Writing is just crazy intimate. The words you put out there for the masses to read have all been formed from your own head—from your own heart. Hours have been spent on them. No, not hours. Days. Sometimes even weeks.

So, yeah. That's why sometimes you feel like sending a 140-character tweet to another writer. To let him know you appreciate what he's done. Because God knows, there are enough jackasses tearing him down.
 
I was first clued into a young writer, Ryan Sonner, right here on SportsJournalists.com.

People really spoke glowingly of him.

I wonder what ever happened to him.
 

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