“I was a writer, so I was lucky.”

May 7, 2010 @ 11:58 am | Filed under:

One of the many reasons I’m grateful I live in the age of the internet is Roger Ebert’s blog. With every entry, he makes me think, examine, appreciate.

The best thing that happened to me was a full-page photo in Esquire, showing exactly how I look today. No point in denying it. No way to hide it. Better for it to be out there. You don’t like it, that’s your problem. I’m happy I don’t look worse. I made a simple decision to just get on with life. I was a writer, so I was lucky. There was no question I would continue reviewing movies. And when I started writing this blog, it gave me even more focus, feedback, satisfaction. I plunged into it with sometimes desperate concentration. I wrote, therefore I lived. Another surgical attempt was proposed, but I said no. Enough is enough. I would look the way I looked, and express myself in print, and I would be content.

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  1. Ellie says:

    Thank you. Thank you for the link — somehow I did not know of his journal! (I don’t think I get out enough). It comes, oh it comes at just the right time. I am needing his sort of words these days.

  2. Sherry says:

    Off subject: I thought you and yours might be interested in this book if you haven’t seen it already:


  3. Karen Edmisten says:

    I’ve always liked Ebert, too, and I didn’t know he had a blog. Thanks!