high winds
Both my elbows ache, I have been sawing tree branches and sleeping in insufficient cot. And tho' this voice is pretentious and dull that's why I maintain non-personal wordpress sites, I always find myself pretentious and dull in self-reflection; indulge, indulge. I am out of chocolate and dependent on sun to move me.
I share the Reed college livejournal community with a handful of authors, at least three I've met. I tried reading Reed Emissions but couldn't get interested--tumblr has more visually-complex and narratively-interesting pictorial presentations of college angst, lust, dreams/despair. Envy also a part. I miss coincidences and longing, conversations over strangers' food scraps, the reassuring hum of adventures and anecdotes.
Although Alaskan parties in wood-heated nature-surrounded snowcabins have friends inside them. Many people know they are beautiful and are proud as they dance. Everyone becomes unique in Alaska with sufficient time and resources. I need not numbers, only exuberance. Protests in the streets of New York City--will NPR cover them tomorrow in Morning Edition?
How can I dissolve this membrane that still separates my profusion of data from the world? There are too many pictures of plants and sunsets to post. Personality and recorded audience data the only things precious online. Content is unimportant, so long as it is short enough.
I'm mid-way through one experimental novel and at least three experimental plays. I haven't yet finalized my experiments' methodology. If you haven't watched my youtube web series, this would be a great time to start.
I share the Reed college livejournal community with a handful of authors, at least three I've met. I tried reading Reed Emissions but couldn't get interested--tumblr has more visually-complex and narratively-interesting pictorial presentations of college angst, lust, dreams/despair. Envy also a part. I miss coincidences and longing, conversations over strangers' food scraps, the reassuring hum of adventures and anecdotes.
Although Alaskan parties in wood-heated nature-surrounded snowcabins have friends inside them. Many people know they are beautiful and are proud as they dance. Everyone becomes unique in Alaska with sufficient time and resources. I need not numbers, only exuberance. Protests in the streets of New York City--will NPR cover them tomorrow in Morning Edition?
How can I dissolve this membrane that still separates my profusion of data from the world? There are too many pictures of plants and sunsets to post. Personality and recorded audience data the only things precious online. Content is unimportant, so long as it is short enough.
I'm mid-way through one experimental novel and at least three experimental plays. I haven't yet finalized my experiments' methodology. If you haven't watched my youtube web series, this would be a great time to start.