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Mulling drastic changes
Nov. 6th, 2018 10:00 pmAbout half an hour ago, when the electoral picture had gone downright bleak, I attempted to deactivate my Facebook. I've been thinking about doing so for a month, and really think I should. Couldn't figure out how to do it, though.
Even now, I'm trying to figure out how I'm really going to survive the next two years, or possibly still more, provided, of course, I'm actually allowed to. I may have to flee Twitter permanently for my sanity. Or if I should start prioritizing some things over others, and some writings over others, because of the chance I won't be allowed to, and also the all too high chance humanity won't survive all that much longer either. I used to dream of my writings surviving, being cited in historical collections of 21st-century fanwriting, or even getting a novel published. But if we don't have descendants to read those, maybe I'd better stick to the stuff that'll get read before the end. That's not nothing.
I've been contemplating quitting Ani & Izzy as well. If I was more certain my time was limited, I absolutely would. It takes up too much of my weekend, and I haven't been able to track down where the stats are these days, but I have doubts about how much of a readership we have. (As it is, I don't think I'll bother blog about Papadakis & Cizeron's withdrawal from NHK, when I'll have to then be blogging about the event itself anyway. If I don't quit this week.)
I might also have to turn away from the news just to preserve my mental health. It's a bit cold-hearted of me, but I don't know how much more I can do and still function. Set up the same biweekly donations I've been sending to different organizations to regularly go to four I still think will do good, and call that done.
At least after voting this morning, I got to put in a request for a comics cameo. Maybe my goal will be living long enough to actually see it.
Even now, I'm trying to figure out how I'm really going to survive the next two years, or possibly still more, provided, of course, I'm actually allowed to. I may have to flee Twitter permanently for my sanity. Or if I should start prioritizing some things over others, and some writings over others, because of the chance I won't be allowed to, and also the all too high chance humanity won't survive all that much longer either. I used to dream of my writings surviving, being cited in historical collections of 21st-century fanwriting, or even getting a novel published. But if we don't have descendants to read those, maybe I'd better stick to the stuff that'll get read before the end. That's not nothing.
I've been contemplating quitting Ani & Izzy as well. If I was more certain my time was limited, I absolutely would. It takes up too much of my weekend, and I haven't been able to track down where the stats are these days, but I have doubts about how much of a readership we have. (As it is, I don't think I'll bother blog about Papadakis & Cizeron's withdrawal from NHK, when I'll have to then be blogging about the event itself anyway. If I don't quit this week.)
I might also have to turn away from the news just to preserve my mental health. It's a bit cold-hearted of me, but I don't know how much more I can do and still function. Set up the same biweekly donations I've been sending to different organizations to regularly go to four I still think will do good, and call that done.
At least after voting this morning, I got to put in a request for a comics cameo. Maybe my goal will be living long enough to actually see it.
