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Thursday, June 13, 2019

Pierwalker Log: June 13, 2019

Writing start: 8:47 A.M.
Finish: 3:06 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 1200
Edited (est.): 2600
Tasks

1. Failure: 900 new words
Notes: I'm close to the end of this chapter. A powerful bit of writing today. I'm quite proud of it.

2. Book Three Melody: 200 new words
Notes: Slow and easy. There is no rush.

3. Angel: Book Three: Off till Monday

4. Random Chance Book Two: Off

5. Port Story: Third primary edit of chapter two

6. Hidden Bookmarks: Off till Tuesday

7. Rumpel: 100 new words
Notes: Chapter completed! I'll start the primaries Saturday!

8. Zelena (Secondary Edit One): Off

Special Projects: None today

Extra notes: Kye and I finished the second season of The OA last night. It was excellent, but like the rest of the season, not to mention the series, it was a bit confusing to follow.

Here is where most of you would throw your hands up and walk away from it. Forever. You are by that very action what I call a suburban. You're part of a giant wasteful herd mindlessly destroying the planet by your worldview.

It might be different if you just didn't like the series--the confusion aside. I can understand that. You're confused, but even so, it's just not your cup o' tea. I can get behind that.

What I can't get behind is the I Want Instant Answers and Easy Answers and Convenience Convenience Convenience O Please Spoon Feed Me I'm A Helpless Little Twat Covered In Big Gross Suckers So I Can Consume Everything Give It To Me NOWNOWNOW!

I was shocked when the downloads for Book One of Melody dropped way off a cliff going into its sequels. I couldn't get it: the book was very well received, got glowing reviews, got recommended all over the place ...

But then its sequels ...

... crickets.

For a long time--years, actually--I took it personally. But there was no need to. The truth is, I live in an age of extraordinary shallowness, inconsideration, immaturity, selfishness, materialism, nihilism, solipsism, brutishness, callousness, soullessness, and ennui and apathy fed horse steroids. People want what they want--right fucking now. They want the plot laid out on page one, if not paragraph one, and the big battle and happy ending by the end of the book--assuming they even read books.

You didn't bother clicking on the link, did you? Of course not. The first reason given for why people don't read books anymore encapsulates the remaining ones. And I quote: "It requires time : It is so much easier to see a 2-hour movie and get the same essence of the story than to read an entire book, which can take days."

You see, the thing is, you suburbans despise time but expect it to do your bidding and kiss your ass. It's never fast enough--even when it comes to pleasurable things, like a story you might be enjoying. You want it to end fastfastfast, and you want all the answers nownownow, and you want thisthatandtheother, and you aren't willing to wait, to meditate, to peruse, to consider, to weigh and evaluate, to let it offer you only those other, often better possibilities that can be gained only by doing so.

Well, as much as you fucks despise time is as much as I despise you. You, who haven't even bothered reading this far. Especially you.

Your life is so crowded and busy. Boo fucking hoo. You're a shallow, consumptive suburban. You're a walking, talking tuberculosis. Your unlife is crowded and busy because you are soulless and meaningless. I know this, because soulful and meaningful require great swaths of time, patience, and struggle--exactly those things you aren't willing to give to a fucking book let alone your useless life.

Which brings me back to The OA.

An excellent series. But I was confused pretty much from the off. It's going to require multiple viewings over many evenings. Lots of discussions with my partner. Consideration. Meditation. Then--watching it again. And again. And again. Grabbing those connections the writers put in that are virtually impossible to catch on one go-round. Letting that enrich my experience of the show. Getting comfortable with my confusion, even embracing it. Allowing myself to take in the show's full gravitas and message.

We do that with lots of shows: Dr. Who, Lost, Once Upon A Time, Torchwood, Prison Break, Cobra Kai, M*A*S*H ... even Gilligan's Island and The Partridge Family! We do the same thing with movies as well; and we even do the same thing with video games (though I'm taking a break from them at this time).

And yes, of course, books.

Stop being a suburban, skeeziks. Pull your head out of your ass. Slow down. Get your priorities straight. And--perhaps most of all--grow the fuck up.

Believe it or not, the world depends on it.



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