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Apr. 28th, 2020 12:16 amYou'd think quarantine would be a boring malaise. No. It's just as busy as ever, but the work has shifted. there's a lot of "life," stuff," I've been reconnecting with and balancing things out after nearly a decade after grad programs and five years of Special Education work.
I hated the grad programs, love the work, but there was a lot of "me," that got put to the wayside. Barely any fandom work. Starting new fandoms was a rare thing. Old fandoms were on perma-pause it seemed like.
There's a lot of new things I like: Steven Universe, the new She-Ra, Stranger Things, Brooklyn-99, The Good Place...but I can't improve on them. It's almost like having to listen to the internet is making the content creators smarter and more thoughtful about what they are doing. It's also as if 50+ years of media fandom normas seeming into creative consciousnesses is improving storytelling. I mean, not all storytelling. There is still crap. So so much crap.
But overall, I'm more entertained by what I sit down and chose to watch with my limited time. I don't feel the need to take it into my own hands. Weird feeling. My sister and I just always did that. There was always something not quite right about what we were watching and there's be this feeling. I would call it an itch, but it's more like on Star Trek when Troi senses something. It's this nagging, "Something's not right here." Sometimes it's minor. Sometimes it's overwhelming, but the itch doesn't appear as much any more.
Anyway, the last 4 days or so have been spent breaking in a new computer, and I have not had one of those in over 7 years. New computers are a chance to re-prioritize. So I have been setting up speed dials that encourage writing and role-play instead of work, school, and more work. It is nice having a system that doesn't crash while running Discord and Thunderbird at the same time.
I hated the grad programs, love the work, but there was a lot of "me," that got put to the wayside. Barely any fandom work. Starting new fandoms was a rare thing. Old fandoms were on perma-pause it seemed like.
There's a lot of new things I like: Steven Universe, the new She-Ra, Stranger Things, Brooklyn-99, The Good Place...but I can't improve on them. It's almost like having to listen to the internet is making the content creators smarter and more thoughtful about what they are doing. It's also as if 50+ years of media fandom normas seeming into creative consciousnesses is improving storytelling. I mean, not all storytelling. There is still crap. So so much crap.
But overall, I'm more entertained by what I sit down and chose to watch with my limited time. I don't feel the need to take it into my own hands. Weird feeling. My sister and I just always did that. There was always something not quite right about what we were watching and there's be this feeling. I would call it an itch, but it's more like on Star Trek when Troi senses something. It's this nagging, "Something's not right here." Sometimes it's minor. Sometimes it's overwhelming, but the itch doesn't appear as much any more.
Anyway, the last 4 days or so have been spent breaking in a new computer, and I have not had one of those in over 7 years. New computers are a chance to re-prioritize. So I have been setting up speed dials that encourage writing and role-play instead of work, school, and more work. It is nice having a system that doesn't crash while running Discord and Thunderbird at the same time.
