This post has been an interesting experience for me. I have received hateful Twitter messages from those who disagree with my opinion. I have been praised for writing it. I have been accused of being a pretentious douche-bag, full of white privilege, who talks down to his audience and is unwilling to listen to anyone else's opinions or views.
Here is what I think will work in the long run. And hopefully, I'll be able to report back about its success. Dieting to
It's amazing what you can discover with a little time to yourself.
Instead of moaning and groaning about empty nests, expanding waistlines, and lost libidos, midlife women should write something. Now is the time to release the passionate muse that has languished for years beneath responsibilities for raising children, establishing careers, maintaining homes, retaining happy marriages, and campaigning for political causes and charities.
In a Tumblr world, personal zines are still thriving.
Of all literary genres, the diary is the least read and most uninteresting, with possible exception of Wilde or Anais Nin. A nutrition label on a loaf of pumpernickel is more exciting. So if no one is going to read your diary -- and really, you don't want them to -- then, why write at all?