I'm not dead!
A subject line that's a little less funny after 2020!
I'm tempted to do the popular pondering about how difficult it is to write long blog posts after getting used to 'microblogging' in 144-280 characters, but I think the very existence of threads exposes that as a bit of self-deception.
Maybe we are a little shorter in the attention span than we were before. Maybe we're a bit busier. Maybe just less long-winded. I don't know.
Kinda suspect we've all psyched ourselves out, thinking we have to write something new and fresh every time, and polish it to a fine shine before we release it into the void, completely overthinking the 'social' part of social media and how we put on the show, instead of letting go and being ourselves.
Meanwhile, I'm writing up long, longwinded essays about things I just watched and thinking, "I don't think X is going to appreciate this wall of text in their DMs," and stuffing them away, intended eventually to edit them and post them here, but first making sure I haven't written exactly this same thing before, as if anyone else cares if I repeat myself about a particular topic in my wee corner of social media.
(Also, the userpics. Egads, how I overthink the userpics.)
SO WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO, MOKIE?
NO, MOKIE, WE'RE NOT DOING THAT. THAT LEADS TO A CATCH-UP WHICH IS ALL BAD NEWS AND DEPRESSING AND JUST SHUTS THIS SHIT DOWN.
How about what we're going to be up to: NANOWRIMO.
Yes, we're going to dip back into ye olde days of internet escapism and hopefully get some of my WIPs whipped and then, fuck, I don't know, see if I can get anybody to give me money for it? That's still a thing, right? Just put on a shawl and sell chapters for a penny on the street corner like a Dickensian writing waif? I have no idea. We'll see!
I'm tempted to do the popular pondering about how difficult it is to write long blog posts after getting used to 'microblogging' in 144-280 characters, but I think the very existence of threads exposes that as a bit of self-deception.
Maybe we are a little shorter in the attention span than we were before. Maybe we're a bit busier. Maybe just less long-winded. I don't know.
Kinda suspect we've all psyched ourselves out, thinking we have to write something new and fresh every time, and polish it to a fine shine before we release it into the void, completely overthinking the 'social' part of social media and how we put on the show, instead of letting go and being ourselves.
Meanwhile, I'm writing up long, longwinded essays about things I just watched and thinking, "I don't think X is going to appreciate this wall of text in their DMs," and stuffing them away, intended eventually to edit them and post them here, but first making sure I haven't written exactly this same thing before, as if anyone else cares if I repeat myself about a particular topic in my wee corner of social media.
(Also, the userpics. Egads, how I overthink the userpics.)
SO WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO, MOKIE?
NO, MOKIE, WE'RE NOT DOING THAT. THAT LEADS TO A CATCH-UP WHICH IS ALL BAD NEWS AND DEPRESSING AND JUST SHUTS THIS SHIT DOWN.
How about what we're going to be up to: NANOWRIMO.
Yes, we're going to dip back into ye olde days of internet escapism and hopefully get some of my WIPs whipped and then, fuck, I don't know, see if I can get anybody to give me money for it? That's still a thing, right? Just put on a shawl and sell chapters for a penny on the street corner like a Dickensian writing waif? I have no idea. We'll see!