God have mercy on our dirty little hearts
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leahbobetJune 19, 2007 Progress Notes:
Above
Words today: 500.
Words total: 10,700 MS Word. Tenth of a book!
Reason for stopping: No. Brain.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: The nice chicken recipe with the tomatoes and honey, and couscous.
Exercise: Bellydance lesson.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: Was mostly connective tissue today.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Connective tissue is boring. That was mean to myself.
Research Roundup: None.
Books in progress: Tim Powers, Expiration Date; William Shakespeare, The Tempest
The glamour: Multiple cleanings of the kitchen, a giant grocery trip, and various around the house chores.
Year Zero is eating my head. Not just the album, which eats heads plenty by itself. But the ARG that goes alongside it.
Click at your peril. It's partially the nature of the content and partially me, who still loves to play pretend and put on other worlds if not other skins, but this is the kind of storytelling that I'm not sure words on page can do anymore. The degree of immersiveness is one thing; the real draw is the participation, the putting your head down with hundreds of other people and working it out. It makes your heart go fast. There's nothing prose or film or music alone has to compete with that. We are tasting the wave of the future here.
I think...well. I want to try it.
Above
Words today: 500.
Words total: 10,700 MS Word. Tenth of a book!
Reason for stopping: No. Brain.
Liquid Refreshment: Water.
Munchies: The nice chicken recipe with the tomatoes and honey, and couscous.
Exercise: Bellydance lesson.
Mail: Nomail.
Darling du Jour: Was mostly connective tissue today.
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A
Mean Things: Connective tissue is boring. That was mean to myself.
Research Roundup: None.
Books in progress: Tim Powers, Expiration Date; William Shakespeare, The Tempest
The glamour: Multiple cleanings of the kitchen, a giant grocery trip, and various around the house chores.
Year Zero is eating my head. Not just the album, which eats heads plenty by itself. But the ARG that goes alongside it.
Click at your peril. It's partially the nature of the content and partially me, who still loves to play pretend and put on other worlds if not other skins, but this is the kind of storytelling that I'm not sure words on page can do anymore. The degree of immersiveness is one thing; the real draw is the participation, the putting your head down with hundreds of other people and working it out. It makes your heart go fast. There's nothing prose or film or music alone has to compete with that. We are tasting the wave of the future here.
I think...well. I want to try it.
