Yet still they wanted to meet me; they wanted to know me.
Several men gave me their phone numbers, even though they had never seen a photo of the real me. My profile contained two photographs of Dickinson, the only two in existence, although only one has been authenticated. Her Ok Cupid pictures did not include images of her cavorting on beaches. But my real Ok Cupid profile projected that image as well.
Lately, though, I have this weird dry spell: I still get contacted, but can’t seem to make it to a first date.
I know that you recommend that people use really great, perhaps professionally done, photos.
Instead, I stand at the window and lower it down to them in a basket. Well, technically, Jane Austen was the zombie killer, not Dickinson, but close enough.
A man sends you an email that reads, “Hi, I’m John” or “Hi, I’d like to get to know you.” The messages aren’t offensive. A “Hi” message is equivalent to saying, “Hey, I didn’t read your profile and I don’t care about your brain or your personality, but we should go out sometime.”Emily got those emails as well, which I found really interesting.Apparently, on Ok Cupid, you’re allowed to be a harassing perv, but under no circumstances can you pretend you’re a dead poet.I kept reposting the images anyway, and people kept reporting me. Eventually, I got tired of this merry-go-round and added a disclaimer to my profile: That seemed to help, although several people told me that the disclaimer made the whole thing “less funny.”But even with all the haters, Emily was not hurting for suitors.We laughed, and then went on discussing our own dating disasters.For the next week or so, I went about my business as usual, but this Emily Dickinson idea wouldn’t go away. It would be an interesting art project, if nothing else.People are drawn in by that image, and then they create their own fantasy on top of that. Maybe this wasn’t your run-of-the-mill Ok Cupid projection about a real-world woman.An online dating site is really nothing more than layers upon layers of ego and insecurity. Maybe this was a step beyond that: a fantasy about an interesting, talented, Unfortunately, not everyone was in love with Emily.So I’m thinking of upgrading mine to get out of this dry spell.However, I have one worry about getting better photos: If I dress up really nicely, get my hair done, and get photographed in flattering lighting, won’t I look different in my photos than I will on a first date?I was lost in the wormhole of online dating, and if I didn’t end the experiment, I would never leave the house again.(Which would make my Emily Dickinson impression all the more authentic.)Of course, with all that interest, I might have actually met someone, if I had stuck with it. “Bespectacled writer disguises herself as Emily Dickinson and ends up falling in love with very own Thomas Wentworth Higginson!