Picking on The Shmata Queen
I am going to pick on The Shmata Queen for a moment. We all know that she has questionable taste in music, an unexplicable fascination with dying cities and a strange obsession with monkeys but she is also under the misguided belief that she is a poor writer.
You really do not have to be able to write like Hemingway or Dickens to be considered a good writer. Within the blogosphere there are a thousand examples of very poor writers and a paltry number of excellent. The place that lies in between is occupied by millions of bloggers of varying degrees of ability.
I would say that the queen is a solid writer and does a fine job of expressing herself. She has her own style and a clear tone of voice.
Her biggest problem is her failure to recognize that so many writers dislike their own work. I look at most of my posts and shudder because I think that they are quite bad. There really are very few that I think are remotely close to being good.
Writing requires practice and like anything if you put in some time you will see the results of your efforts. So keep it up Shmata Queen and you will be rewarded with a nice banana.