tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post2945640808267762270..comments2024-03-18T10:29:46.055+00:00Comments on Ken Armstrong Writing Stuff: Not As Good in Real Life Ken Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-14802637084589982492013-03-10T13:04:27.845+00:002013-03-10T13:04:27.845+00:00So I'm a week late in replying to this, but wh...So I'm a week late in replying to this, but what the heck. I did think of this comment back last Sunday, so that counts, right?<br /><br />I think you're right that our Internet versions of us are often better than our real versions. They're the people we'd like to think we are; the people we'd quite like to become.<br /><br />The thing is, it's possible to use this to become, in some way, that person.<br />For instance, I know you think of me as someone who writes a lot. (All those 1k1h tweets, after all.) And I am that person who writes a lot. But I've only become that person BECAUSE I proclaim to the internet that that's who I am. I use it to hold myself accountable, and I've been doing that for so long now that it's worked.<br /><br />In other words, letting 'unreal' people only see the side of the real you that you want to improve/become, can make that side become just as real as the rest...<br /><br />Or something like that.Catherine @ Sharp Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12988193118089559894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-63944075434262966502013-03-06T00:09:41.874+00:002013-03-06T00:09:41.874+00:00Great piece. I like that idea of who you are, or n...Great piece. I like that idea of who you are, or not.<br /><br />It reminds me of Walter Mitty in a way.<br /><br />We are all different there, online, in our little boxes, not unlike each day that we fill up with words and actions (and food).<br /><br />I find that all life is there and that people take from it, and give, what they can afford too.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Holly Searlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15694039653457405767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-48802563178643302812013-03-04T18:59:25.819+00:002013-03-04T18:59:25.819+00:00Strangely I feel very self conscious on Twitter, h...Strangely I feel very self conscious on Twitter, hence am slow to get involved in conversations and read more than I tweet. Must learn to jump in and swim in that pool. Then again I can't swim in real life! Enjoyed the blogpost as usual.shinesterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03359103878974761089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-65066404481014629522013-03-04T11:48:24.066+00:002013-03-04T11:48:24.066+00:00Chuckleworthy AND serious! I think we all have a t...Chuckleworthy AND serious! I think we all have a tendency to hide behind photos on social media sites ... but if one is trying to hide, beware, because words speak louder than pictures and one's true self will show because of them.Karen Redmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18368078023802765569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-42172876694894243832013-03-03T22:29:16.239+00:002013-03-03T22:29:16.239+00:00I really liked this Ken. The bit about your eyebro...I really liked this Ken. The bit about your eyebrows had me chuckling as mine do that too and I wouldn't share it on social media.(Oops-I just have) At least you're aware there are different versions of yourself! Food for thought as ever and humorously written. ND Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16510971525209549921noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-53744447930405060572013-03-03T13:46:34.390+00:002013-03-03T13:46:34.390+00:00You're one Ken on twitter, another at work, a ...You're one Ken on twitter, another at work, a third with your wife, a tenth, a twentieth, a thirtieth at a shop and all these Kens are the same Ken. I don't believe anyone ever knows anyone - and I like that, I relish that everyone has surprises in them - but it is the same for everyone who knows you in any way. The difference with social media is just that it's the only way someone can get to know a Ken and have the chance to get to know another one of you by meeting up. Two Kens. What could be better?<br /><br />'Course, I did meet someone from twitter who thought I wa so mild that I'd take any bollocks she could throw at me but I see that as me being disappointed by her, her being surprised by me, and the pair of being infinitely better off not talking online or anywhere. But the principle stands. William Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13315381474957511300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-46527268769043883772013-03-03T12:52:52.206+00:002013-03-03T12:52:52.206+00:00An interesting point of view Ken. But I wonder whe...An interesting point of view Ken. But I wonder whether we are also not as good in real life, as in social settings. I always consider myself a pretty friendly, easy going sort of person, and I'm reasonably confident that most people see me that way. But they don't get the opportunity to see me stropping around the house, and cussing when things don't work out as planned. So I'm not as good as my social self. The other point is that I think we all have a perception of how we appear to others. A quick look in the mirror soon puts paid to that misconception. Finally, why did you spoil my image of your lake running. Thanks for the blog Ken, always a joy to read it.Nigel Fathersnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-7359803487573496852013-03-03T12:42:27.691+00:002013-03-03T12:42:27.691+00:00I often think that the internet must, in some way,...I often think that the internet must, in some way, be akin to the after-life, where people are no longer encumbered by their mortal bodies and are able to exist as pure thought, minds flowing freely as an expression of ideas and concepts.<br /><br />Of course, I am also disappointed with the reality of myself.Fleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17747615220445626388noreply@blogger.com