this twittering world
One of my favorite bits of T.S. Eliot, from the third part of "Burnt Norton":
"Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and itme after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell, Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world."
Yet despite the prescience of this description of modern life, I have in fact joined the twittering world. (Again. If you knew about my first abortive attempt at Twitter, that account has been deleted, and I'm starting from scratch.) I have to be an adverb, because my my name was taken, which I suppose is what you get when you're very late to the party. Anyway: @pellucidly. If you do the Twitter thing, please add me/tell me your handle so I can add you/etc. because the entire point of this is to keep up people who are doing that more than the LJ/DW thing these days.
Also, pros and cons of locking a fannish Twitter vs. not? Unlike the journal form, I can't imagine putting stuff on Twitter that I really feel like needs to be private. On the other hand, I'd prefer to keep my fannish identity and my professional identity as separate as possible (and it looks like I'm going to have to start a professional/RL account, as well), so maybe that helps? I'm not worried about crossing that line myself, but there's always the risk of someone else accidentally doing so. But is it worth bothering with? I'm open to advice here!
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In other news, I've been reading Wonder Woman, thanks to all the pimping of
chaila and
beccatoria, and it's slightly confounding me that I can't decide how I feel about it. Largely because of the medium, I suppose, it's extremely plot-driven and consequently light on character development, thematic nuance, or (and this is one of those things that likely matters to me much more than to most people) lovely prose. As such, maybe not so much my thing. Except the plot is certainly engaging, and I find I keep picking it back up again to find out what happens next. Will I eventually get beyond the point of just wanting to know what happens next and find myself truly attached to the characters? Who knows! I'll keep you posted.
Not much to report on the TV front: finished Scott and Bailey (much love!!!!!), underwhelmed with Castle and Parks and Rec, not watching anything new. So instead I'm watching Star Trek: TNG because I got Amazon Prime and figured why not. There's more of that series I haven't seen than have, and almost none of it in order. I'm now in season 2 and missing Beverly Crusher, like you do.
Crossposted from DW, where there are
comments. Comment here or there.
"Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and itme after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell, Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world."
Yet despite the prescience of this description of modern life, I have in fact joined the twittering world. (Again. If you knew about my first abortive attempt at Twitter, that account has been deleted, and I'm starting from scratch.) I have to be an adverb, because my my name was taken, which I suppose is what you get when you're very late to the party. Anyway: @pellucidly. If you do the Twitter thing, please add me/tell me your handle so I can add you/etc. because the entire point of this is to keep up people who are doing that more than the LJ/DW thing these days.
Also, pros and cons of locking a fannish Twitter vs. not? Unlike the journal form, I can't imagine putting stuff on Twitter that I really feel like needs to be private. On the other hand, I'd prefer to keep my fannish identity and my professional identity as separate as possible (and it looks like I'm going to have to start a professional/RL account, as well), so maybe that helps? I'm not worried about crossing that line myself, but there's always the risk of someone else accidentally doing so. But is it worth bothering with? I'm open to advice here!
**
In other news, I've been reading Wonder Woman, thanks to all the pimping of
chaila and
beccatoria, and it's slightly confounding me that I can't decide how I feel about it. Largely because of the medium, I suppose, it's extremely plot-driven and consequently light on character development, thematic nuance, or (and this is one of those things that likely matters to me much more than to most people) lovely prose. As such, maybe not so much my thing. Except the plot is certainly engaging, and I find I keep picking it back up again to find out what happens next. Will I eventually get beyond the point of just wanting to know what happens next and find myself truly attached to the characters? Who knows! I'll keep you posted.
Not much to report on the TV front: finished Scott and Bailey (much love!!!!!), underwhelmed with Castle and Parks and Rec, not watching anything new. So instead I'm watching Star Trek: TNG because I got Amazon Prime and figured why not. There's more of that series I haven't seen than have, and almost none of it in order. I'm now in season 2 and missing Beverly Crusher, like you do.
Crossposted from DW, where there are
comments. Comment here or there.