A Friend Like You, (a tribute to another man)!!
A stranger by any other name.
This hub is not a dedication to another hubber, but more of a tribute to a man who by chance came into my life. We all know him, many of us stand in awe of his dedication to the other members of hub pages. I feel privileged to consider him a friend.
It only seems like yesterday when I joined hub pages and not without faint heart did I join. Gordon my partner of fourteen years, had been reading his friends face book page, when he learnt of Hub Pages existence. Knowing full well about my ambition to write, he left the page open and encouraged me to join. It was the best decision that I have made in my writing career, and although it took several weeks for me to post my first hub, I have never looked back since.
Now I know I have my short falls, good days and bad days, and at times I write total rubbish; but I am always spurred on by the lovely comments that I received from the many talented writers showcasing on Hub Pages.
I bit the bullet one day, and feeling self assured that this person would love my hubs and fill me full of praise I asked for a review, but what I received back was a little hard to except. You see I was told that I had a "little talent, that needed to be worked with", lovely true comment, but I was devastated, and cried into my tea cup. How dare this person burst my bubble, my one true desire to become a published author, immediately? I had no time to wait and 'fine tune' my little ability. The world in my eyes was ready for me now.
I allowed Gordon to read the review, feeling completely sure that he would agree with me and then I could have the satisfaction of sending a rather rude reply. To my amusement, Gordon read the review and simply said "fantastic". FANTASTIC! I wanted to reach out and pull his neck! "Read it again Annette," Gordon advised with a smile, was he laughing at my broken heart? "Go ahead and read it again" he coaxed, and I did.
My reaction this time to the comments was an eye opener in deed. The review was so completely true, and the reviewers personal comment on my mail was "wrapping you in cotton wool will do you no good in the world of publishing" or something very similar. With sheer determination, still wearing a bruised ego, but with renewed life, I asked for support in a project I was writing.
Now I can not say that my progress has been a pleasure, we have had our ups and downs, at times he appears to have a lack of emotion, and I know that I frustrate the living daylight's out of him. When I want him to sing my praises, he keeps me grounded, and when I feel completely jaded, he lifts me with a little comment that reminds me that he does in fact have a huge heart.
However, what he has taught me and patiently worked through with me has been amazing. I can see a huge improvement in my quality of writing, but so much more, is the fact that he has done something for me that many other people have failed to do. He offered me a lifeline, fragile and testing and times, but now I am overwhelmed by his support. This hubber who at times reminded me of a Jack Russell, always having to be in control, is in fact one of the most genuine people I have ever had the privilege to work along side.
I am so pleased that I was adult enough to take the critiscm, instead of throwing the dummy out of the pram. For what this man has given to me can not be purchased, they are simply, faith, consideration and trust.
Fate deals some strange blows, and I still do not understand why I had to approach this man for a review, but I will always be grateful that I did.
I will still not mention his name, because we all know him and many of us are in the fortunate position of being mentored by him. He is self sacrificing, pushes himself tirelessly to the limit and offers his wisdom to anyone who asks.
Thank you my friend, for you truly are my friend; and I show you the respect that you so deserve.