Writing start: 9:53 A.M.
Finish: 1:39 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 400
Edited (est.): 5100 + 2 poems
1. Failure: Read-through
2. Book Three Melody: Off
3. Love Story: 400 new words
Notes: I've enjoyed where this story has deviated a lot from my own personal history. I don't know what that says to me, good or bad. For now, it's at least noteworthy.
4. Ant story: Read-through
5. Fractalverse: Edited last two poems written
6. The Cheapery St. Heroes: Book Two: Second secondary edit of the prologue
7. Dread Pirate Roberts: Off
Notes: It will be off tomorrow as well, despite my hopeful deadline that I start then, because of the number of writing tasks I have (3) against the total number (5).
8. Firefly: Off till 10/13
Special: None today
Extra notes: I really appreciate those of you who make this blog a regular stop. I've been reading more and more about the anticipated death of social media, and thinking of ways I can adapt and evolve with such an eventuality should it come to pass.
And come to pass it should, in my opinion. At least in its current manifestation, which starts with exploitation and ends with sociopaths like Mark Zuckerberg making billions and billions of dollars, or the Russian government, in collusion with our illegitimate president and his Republican enablers, pulling off a soft coup of American democracy. That's what the current manifestation of social media has wrought.
It has also wrought, in terms of people--you and I--grinding anomie and cancerous ennui. It has wrought hyperpolarization, blockbusterism, materialism, and corporatism. It has reinforced and even institutionalized herdism, commonly and erroneously referred to as "tribalism" by the lazy punditry.
This is the environment in which I am forced to work, for there is no other. It's why I'm so strict with who can comment here, or at TLCAC. It's why I'm so fierce with who I interact with and why I interact with them. Social media, as it stands today, is a true disease.
I've read, and seen, numberless articles proclaiming that blogging is out, that it is a relic of the past. I don't believe that's true. I do believe many of those who gleefully promulgate the current disease of social media and who don't want that disease to change or diminish in any way want blogging to go away or be shunned. That I believe.
People want quality, which is what I strive to give with each post. They want to walk away feeling better about themselves and their world. I try to give them that, too. They don't want to feel like their time has been wasted. I very much endeavor not to. And as far as connection goes, I believe the pundits have it wrong. Connection is vitally important, yes. We're humans and that's just the way we as a species roll. But empty or meaningless connections aren't what we want. We want quality in that too, maybe more so than in anything else. The problem is, the current manifestation of social media almost guarantees that all we'll get in that department is empty and meaningless.
So back to you regular visitors. My hope is that the tiny number of you who make this blog a regular stop during your digital day (or week) can one day connect with each other, and that those connections are true quality. And I hope that this current manifestation of social media dies soon and that a much better one is born from its polluted and toxic ashes. A-friggin'-men!