Being Needy is Checking Your Blog’s Stats Every 4 Hours
“You can’t let the whole world into your story, but you can let in the ones that matter most.”
(Stephen King, On Writing)
Stephen King, in his book, “On Writing”, said that when one writes, one should always keep in mind his/her Ideal Reader. The Ideal Reader is that person you love so much that only his/her opinion matters when it all comes down to crunch time. For Stephen, that person is Tabitha, the love of his life (he did stay married to her for sooo many years).
One day, Stephen and Tabitha were driving towards somewhere in the Southern USA. Stephen was behind the wheels and his Ideal Reader was given the task of reading the manuscript of “Hearts in Atlantis”.
The following excerpts are from the book, “On Writing”:
There are some funny parts in it — at least I thought so — and I kept peeking over at her to see if she was chuckling (or at least smiling). I didn’t think she’d notice, but of course she did. On my eighth or ninth peek (I guess it could have been my fifteenth), she looked up and snapped: “Pay attention to your driving before you crack us up, will you. Stop being so goddam needy!”
Of course, there is nothing inherently wrong with neediness. We do need to eat. And take a bath everyday. We need that roof over our head to protect us from the elements. For some people, it matters whether that roof is made up of thatched grass or terracotta tiles, but that’s another story.
I also propose that we need sex.
The biological reason being procreation and propagation of the Almighty DNA (hi Mr. Richard Dawkins!). But more than that, sex fulfills that need to be close to someone other than ourselves. Because 1 is such a lonely number, so God invented 2! (And the Mayans invented zero, ha ha ha — nerd joke).
Also, and I’m just imagining stuff here, we have sex because we don’t want to die alone.