Lookee what arrived today. Yeah, itís a copy of ìJust A Geek,î the latest in what I hope will be a long line of books from fellow B.la contributor and blog frontiersman Wil Wheaton. Itís been out for awhile but I finally ordered it online immediately after reading about it in this past weekís issue of Entertainment Weekly. Trouble was, EW hated it. In a lonely corner of the magazineís 83rd page under the header ìWhiner of the Weekî the few unbylined words dissed and dismissed him and his memoir, calling it one in which he’s “endlessly lamenting” that he used to be a child actor. So I wasted no time one-click ordering it from Amazon. Then the next thing I did was fire off an indignant letter to the magazine taking it to task for publishing such a reprehensible and shallow synopsis.
I met Wil briefly at the SENT phonecam art exhibit opening at the Standard Hotel last July and we chatted for a few minutes about day hikes and the joys of geocaching, but I donít know Wil personally. Instead, I know him best from what I’ve read on his popular blog, and heís shown me what a talented writer he is and how well he communicates so openly and honestly and touchingly and humorously about so many personal aspects of his life. Thus what I know of Wil as a creative entity couldnít help but conflict with what EW couldn’t care to find out.
So I bought his book in proud support of what he’s accomplished and also in protest of EW so flippantly firing upon it. However good, bad or otherwise I personally conclude “Just A Geek” to be, I’ll never forget that I’m holding in my hands the end result of an endeavor into which he poured his heart and soul and talent ó a risk-filled enterprise that to me will always merit the deepest consideration and the utmost respect.