With an uncharacteristic degree of self-confidence that briefly lulled me into thinking I might be a ‘somebody’ in online writing terms, I let Ryan Manning ask me a series of deep and meaningful questions for his interview site, thunk.
Good luck reading to the end of all I said. I was clearly labouring under the mistaken impression that I was talking to a shrink. Or maybe Ryan really is a shrink, who uses the medium of a seemingly harmless internet interview to get under the skin of his patients. Or maybe I’m just prone to paranoid flights of fancy.
There’s a whole host of better-dressed and better-tanned writer types spilling their verbal guts on the site. They’re probably wittier, too. I feel decidedly uncool in such company.