Is art—in particular, writing—meant to be representative or aspirational?
On Twitter, where I admittedly spend more time than is probably recommended, the issue of representative vs. aspirational writing comes up often, if not necessarily using these exact terms.
The year is now half over.
At the time of writing this, I’m also half-vaccinated.
The character Magneto from X-Men
I’ve been thinking about how magic is often represented in fantasy.
I’ve written previously about how many SFF stories (poorly) represent post-racial societies. My issue with magic is a close cousin to that topic.
I recently learned that some readers start a new book by first reading the end.
To clarify, I’d always heard that some people do this.
However, it wasn’t until I read the comments on a recent Twitter post about content/trigger warnings vs. spoilers in books and whether they represent the same thing that I came to realize just how many people do this, and also some of the reasons why.
The first quarter of the first full year of the Covid-19 global pandemic is now over.
Setting and achieving your goals during a pandemic is a delicate balance. Always with goal-setting you want to find the sweet spot between ambitious and realistic, between things that will challenge you but you’ll still actually be able to do.
Never was a day planner’s title so unfitting for the year 2020
It seemed to take the better part of a decade, but the year 2020 is finally over.
Indeed, once December hit, the year seemed to make up for its previous glacial progress due to Covid-19, at once jetting by and forcing me to likewise race to try to finish my outstanding resolutions for the year.
I chose the cover quote of my 2021 planner with extreme care.
This wasn’t just to counteract last year’s wildly inaccurate “Grand Plans” amidst a year that proved to hold anything but for the whole world due to Covid-19.
The third quarter, for me in any case, is the one that makes or breaks the year.
In the matter of achieving year-long goals it really does feel like the point where shit, as they say, gets Real.
(Continued from Part 1)
Being in lockdown made my lose my ability to count.
In a previous post, I wrote about taking part in the “life in lockdown” photo challenge on Twitter.
2020 feels like it’s already lasted 57 decades.
But we’ve now passed the official midpoint of the year.