It's Homecoming weekend at Rhodes College.
And the bookstore is currently carrying ONLY THE BEST in alumni-penned books.
This blog, of course, exists to promote that book (though understandably casual passersby often mistake it for promoting Jake himself), and as I reach the end of my marketing potential through Jake fans, and as I continue to close in on finishing a second book, this blog just isn't getting the attention from me it once did.
But I will continue to post on the schedule that I have been, i.e., when something strikes me, there will be a post. Because of a recent discussion in the comments though, I wanted to address something...
I have a lot of affection for Jake Gyllenhaal. I wouldn't have done any of this if I didn't. But my reputation outside of this small community is suspect at best, which I think partly comes from a misunderstanding about my feelings toward him and a misunderstanding of why I wrote the book that I did.
Jake's human. I'm human. I've made many mistakes over my career as a fan, and he's made just as many in his role as a celebrity. Being able to talk about that, being realistic about what fame/popularity does to a person, and being open about disappointments - from all sides - that's what I'm all about. Jake was part of my journey into adulthood. That's why I wrote the book. It's not about exposing his flaws or settling scores with other bloggers; it's about me growing up a little over the course of a celebrity crush.
And maybe one of the biggest mistakes I've made through this whole process was assuming that the people who currently have a crush on him would want to read about how my personal experience shaped me.
But for all of you who get it, and get me, (because I don't say it enough) thank you for reading. :)