I’m sure by now you’ll have realized that I am “The Chocolate Lady.” This particular nickname was actually not self-dubbed. (Over the years, people have called me many things. I sincerely hope that most – if not all – have been long forgotten.) For those of you interested, here is the long version of how I obtained this auspicious handle.
Way back in the mid-90s, my (then) employers decided I should be the first person they would give a home internet hook up. I had already had internet access on my work computer, and found I took to it very quickly. I already knew it was a valuable tool. But with it at home, maybe I could find something there that would help me become the famous, published poet I always wanted to be. (Yeah, sure… as if!)
Back then, they had what was called newsgroups. These were bulletin board sites where people could discuss whatever interested them. Even then, there were tens of thousands to choose from, on any topic one could imagine – for amateurs, professionals and even the kinky of all kinds. I quickly discovered that most of the poetry groups were filled with people posting their poems for critique. That the majority of the commentary on what I considered to be Hallmark rejects was particularly inane and undeservedly complimentary made me soon discontinue my participation. Aside from some cooking and baking groups, which in retrospect, informed me of almost nothing I didn’t already know, I was becoming uninterested in the platform.
And then I found the group misc.writing. This was a group that totally discouraged posting of the contributors work – hurray! They were more about the “art and craft” of writing. They discussed many things like etiquette for submitting our work for publication, resources where writers can find markets, elements of writing such as character development and more. They also talked about many things that had nothing to do with writing. These could be anything from politics to pets. It was a virtual refuge for writers who wanted to get some advice as well as just take a break from writing (or whatever they were doing).
I should also mention that relationships grew up between the various posters. As the members of the group and their personalities came through, they were also made into characters that appeared in fantastical stories set in our own fictional Misc.Writing.Ville (yes, I was ‘there’, I did that, and I still have the T-Shirt). Many members felt real connections with others in the group and set up real-life meetings. These we dubbed “wrevels,” because they were where writers got together to revel in each others’ company. There were even romances that bloomed through the group, two of which (that I know of) lead to marriages. It was more of a community than a message board, and I took to it.
However, soon after getting involved, I noticed that some of the “off-topic” threads could get pretty heated. These disturbed me and for some reason, I decided I would attempt to defuse the situations. I did this by veering the conversation onto a topic in which I had a great deal of love and no small amount of expertise – chocolate. It wasn’t long before I would interject chocolate into any conversation. This would often shut the thread down altogether, or make it go so far off on a tangent that it never succeeded in returning to the subject again. Not long after this, someone included me in one of the ‘Ville’s stories as “The Chocolate Lady.” Flattered and pleased, I took this handle on as my online persona, and I have kept it ever since.
And so you have it – the full story of how I became known as The Chocolate Lady. But let’s make one thing crystal clear – I am a gourmet of chocolate; not an addict!
I wondered about this! Mystery solved. What a great story and a great way to earn a nickname. Love it!
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Thanks… (I’m very flattered that you went digging to find this post, by the way.)
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Someone asked me this morning if you were an Australian blogger. While I knew you weren’t, I wasn’t 100% sure on your location. And I’m well known for following trails!
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Oh, but I wish I was in Australia… it is lovely there! But to be honest, I think New Zealand would be even better. Haven’t been there, but I’ve seen incredibly beautiful pictures, (plus, they have an amazing woman as their Prime Minister)!
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New Zealand is amazing. I’ve travelled all over both Islands twice and it’s so incredibly picturesque. Just a bit too cold for me though.
And they do indeed have a terrific woman as their Prime Minister. A very progressive country.
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I’ve only been to Sydney and Melbourne in Australia, and we were only there for 10 days. We would love to go back, and New Zealand is 100% on our bucket list!
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One day, we will all be able to travel again!
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From your comment…. to the ears of whatever deity you believe in!
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I got sidetracked, I don’t think I read this before, that is a hilarious way of dealing with drama. I am, I’m afraid, a chocolate addict, I will unfortunately eat any horrid grade (cough, Hershey, cough) chocolate because it’s chocolate, I do however, have the dignity to not purchase that chocolate for myself.
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Thanks! And as for what quality chocolate you eat… I am not at all judgemental. You do you!
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Ah, but the truth is, I can. I have been known to let inferior chocolates sit on a shelf for months on end, uneaten!
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I just read this, Davida, and I have to say that I always buy my husband nice chocolate in the hopes that I will get some back from him, but although he loves chocolate, he sees no difference between Hersheys and, say, Godiva or even something better. So that’s what I get back, Hersheys. Sigh.
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You have my deepest sympathies. And while my husband wasn’t a huge fan of chocolate, he knew to only buy me the best! He was a prince, he was!
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Lucky you!
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Oh, come on now, Chockie. You KNOW you can't turn it down!!
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