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I'm trying to make the most of my unemployed hours--which assumes, of course that they may be coming to and end--but the fact of the matter is that I like doing very little. I like making tea and sitting on the floor and drinking it over the course of an hour. I like scrolling through Twitter hashtags but not posting much on Twitter (10 years on that particular hellsite, wow). I like rolling around in the glitter and the filth in my head and putting some of that down on paper (well, Google docs), without much push to finish anything.*
II.
I wanna write about a pirate and an angel having a baby. So I do, for no one but me and a couple of other people.
III.
One no longer has a room of one's own but one is accustomed to be being sly and quiet with one's work, and even more so with one's leisure.
IV.
Mostly Tumblr was an awful place, but there were good things about it--people I met there which I wouldn't have been able to meet anywhere else. And yes, porn. I miss it for a few reasons but a big one the fact that most pornography is GODAWFUL and curating it is a skill that takes time and and dedication. The other reason is that, you know, my limit for engaging with that particular kind of material is about 20 minutes, tops. Being able to spend 10 minutes on an exquisitely curated queer porn blog and then turn my attention to other things on the same platform was extremely refreshing!
V.
*I really really do need to finish my WW1 Destiel AU fic. Like REALLY.
I'm trying to make the most of my unemployed hours--which assumes, of course that they may be coming to and end--but the fact of the matter is that I like doing very little. I like making tea and sitting on the floor and drinking it over the course of an hour. I like scrolling through Twitter hashtags but not posting much on Twitter (10 years on that particular hellsite, wow). I like rolling around in the glitter and the filth in my head and putting some of that down on paper (well, Google docs), without much push to finish anything.*
II.
I wanna write about a pirate and an angel having a baby. So I do, for no one but me and a couple of other people.
III.
One no longer has a room of one's own but one is accustomed to be being sly and quiet with one's work, and even more so with one's leisure.
IV.
Mostly Tumblr was an awful place, but there were good things about it--people I met there which I wouldn't have been able to meet anywhere else. And yes, porn. I miss it for a few reasons but a big one the fact that most pornography is GODAWFUL and curating it is a skill that takes time and and dedication. The other reason is that, you know, my limit for engaging with that particular kind of material is about 20 minutes, tops. Being able to spend 10 minutes on an exquisitely curated queer porn blog and then turn my attention to other things on the same platform was extremely refreshing!
V.
*I really really do need to finish my WW1 Destiel AU fic. Like REALLY.
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2. glitter & filth, can I please steal that for a poem title
3. "the fact of the matter is that I like doing very little"—are you sure you're not Gen X
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2. Yes!
3. I'm not sure, I think I'm in that sliver of space between Gen X and Millennial.
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2. actually I already have a poem called "glitter & plaid," I may need new metaphors
3. post-1981? or post-1980, one of those is the cutoff I think
bonus: (((hugs you back gratefully)))
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2. Hmm, Rhinestones and Filth? No that sounds like a John Waters biopic.
3. Yeah, I think most people agree the cutoff is 81, and I'm 82. I've read that some people call the generation overlapping X and Y the 'Oregon Trail Generation'. (Or, in Hungary, the 'Duck Tales Generation'!)
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