Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Irene Sue-Neil sits in her office, with space heater at her bare feet, moving her head side to side. So, this is what she’s come to, videoing herself as a negative-blue, crazy-looking woman, talking bigfoot and in the end eating a fake bird.
She reasoned it was a bit entertaining. She, after all, was getting a few hits on Youtube. Was it though worth appearing silly? And, was it worth all the trouble keeping up the online bigfoot magazine?
The blue-woman’s thoughts wandered back to when her bigfoot sight was targeted by a few over-zealous bigfoot enthusiasts. The attacks certainly took the enjoyment away from reporting on bigfoot.
The attacks followed soon after a team of bigfoot field researchers from Oregon took to the forest searching for the animal. Over the course of several months the men shared their field research. They camped, attached trail cams, hiked the woods, put out food and waited.
Neil’s site, at the time, accepted all and any comments. Many of the comments were derogatory, vicious even. Photos of bigfoots were submitted that were from bigfoot movies and one footprint was submitted along with a story of how the submitter got the photo. Turned out, the footprint belonged to a Florida bigfoot field researcher.
A deluge of comments swore that Neil was making everything up on the site. The proof, these people said was that she was a writer. She makes things up. Makes sense, right? they asked.
Neil nudged the space heater a few inches from her feet and turned the knob to a lower setting.
She smiled to herself, remembering the excitement of the days leading up to two of the men of the team actually seeing the animal. And the fantastic claim they made, that their trail cam had captured at least three clear photos of the animal.
The worst and blurriest of the three was sent to Neil’s site. It was posted. The head of the team promised to share the good clear photos with Neil’s site as soon as they could arrange copyright protection.
Neil drew in a deep breath, sipped the last of her cold coffee, and folded her hands. The bigfoot site and newspaper column she wrote were at times, both pleasurable. She enjoyed the comments that encouraged her to keep on with the site. And there were those that wrote they enjoyed that no profanity was used or allowed.
She sniffed louder than required, shook her head and fought back self-loathing because of the blue negative videos. She was asking herself were the videos brilliant or simply common? artless?
It was odd that the bigfoot researchers who attacked her site, seemed to be doing okay. That is after the character attacks, they, it seemed, had kept a high standing in the bigfoot research arena.
The reality was that nothing they claimed was true. She’d made up none of what was on her bigfoot site except the fiction stories.
Neil checked the comments on the site. A new one had just come in. It was a sighting report, and a great one at that. “Ah,” she said to herself, “just what I love to read.”
She knew she’d keep publishing the site, keep writing the newspaper column, after all, what could be more fun than researching “the bogyman” that her mom warned would get her when she was a child.
Little did she know, it would be the researchers of this unknown being that would try to get her and that she'd have to look out for!