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“I have written a great many stories and I still don’t know how to go about it except to write it and take my chances.”
— John Steinbeck

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Stairway into the mountains
Jan Schmuckal (American, b.1962) "Between Night and Day," n.d. Oil on linen
Do you remember Y2K?
yes (wasn't that a trip??)
no
Here's a reminder that Y2K was real. It wasn't a conspiracy theory. Computers were going to crash when we hit the new millennium.
The reason you don't remember it (and the world didn't crash) was millions of coders working around the clock to fix it. It was a huge project across multiple countries.
In the countries that did not spend resources on their codes, they did lose their stock markets temporarily. (I know Germany was one. I think Singapore was another.)
This wasn't a made up problem. It was a problem that we solved with a lot of work. Please don't dismiss it as nothing or a fever dream.
I was a senior in high school during Y2K and had a pretty limited perspective on what was going on. But since most of the adults around me thought it was a hoax, I believed the same. (In fact, I think there was even an episode of Star Trek: Voyager that claimed it was a hoax.) It wasn't until many years later that I really learned just how much work and effort went into preventing the damage it could have caused.
My father was in the CCU. That's the Critical Care Unit, not just ICU for Intensive Care Unit. We literally didn't know that month if he would survive until Christmas (he did), never mind New Year's Eve.
My mother had to go to Boeing to make SURE all the computers in her department worked on the stroke of midnight, January 1st, 2000. (She worked in the Time Systems Standards Analysis department, aka literally gauging how long a task should take versus how long it does take, so that the planners can adjust when various thing happen to the airplanes at various stages of construction.) As a part of her work, she helped design the computer systems...and then helped recode them to avoid the Y2K problem.
She went to work before midnight, and stayed there for 6 hours (admittedly earning triple-time pay), missing out on sleep and being with her family and especially her critially ill beloved husband. She had to stay that long, because she had to make sure the computers synchronized properly with a small company Boeing was affiliated with in Hawai'i (iirc, mind you this was 24 years ago, so my memory may be off).
My sister and I weren't allowed to visit past certain hours, so that the night shift nurses could get their work done, since there were fewer on duty at that hour. So my sister and I had a relatively pathetic NYE celebration. I think we watched Almost New Year's...? (Who cares about NYC constantly dropping the ball eat NYE? WE BLOW UP THE SPACE NEEDLE!! 8D )
Anyway, Y2K was very real for my household. Billions--not millions, but billions--of dollars were riding on the coding efforts of all the IT, etc, workers at Boeing that night.
And they got it right.
When Good happens...well, Good is quiet and peaceful. Evil is NOISY and SCARY, so When Bad Things Happen, you NOTICE it.
But when everything goes right, When Everything Is Good...you don't notice.
But we still remember.
But when everything
goes right, When Everything Is
Good…you don’t notice.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

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How about in 2024 we stop it with reading books with the goal in mind to finish the book so you can add it to your list of read books and start reading books slowly and intentionally with the goal to rip it into pieces with your mind and be touched by it and formed by it and changed by it
4 days until wet rat wednesday
3 days until wet rat wednesday
1 day until wet rat wednesday
happy wet rat wednesday
Despite all my wrath I am still just a rat in a bath
loved being like 12 years old and making an OC and saying “yeah they’re a hardened criminal. they’re deeply involved in crime. they’re in a gang” and then never elaborating on that because i didn’t know how crime worked. this is still my approach
Just found a forgotten wip in drafts which stopped at a cliffhanger and I've never been more mad at myself.

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A good writer, like a good reader, has a mind’s ear. We mostly read prose in silence, but many readers have a keen inner ear that hears it. Dull, choppy, droning, jerky, feeble: these common criticisms of narrative are all faults in the sound of it. Lively, well-paced, flowing, strong, beautiful: these are all qualities of the sound of prose, and we rejoice in them as we read. Narrative writers need to train their mind’s ear to listen to their own prose, to hear as they write.
- Ursula K. Le Guin, Steering the Craft: A 21st Century Guide to Sailing the Sea of Story
So do people realize that we aren't building new train tracks when we expand the amteak network, I have multiple times seen people say that we shouldn't expand the network because it would destroy protected lands, which would be a fair criticism but Amtrak doesn't build new tracks, we use existing tracks. We are not destroying protected lands, we are using land that has already been clear for a century
Also the alternative is more highways which destroy significantly more land for less capacity than railways. So the question is do you want to keep complaining about something that isn't happening and let the environment get damaged as a result or do you want to actually learn how things work
So, wait... Were the tracks not in use at all? Or was it like *only* commercial transport on those tracks? Either way, its good that amtrak will be able to use them again, but one would be much more frustrating
Almost all rail tracks in the US are either abandoned or only used for freight rail at the moment
Jesus, we really have no excuse for having such a lackluster rail system, do we?
Sure we do! The US government hate both rail and you personally
Sure we do! The US
government hate both rail and
you personally
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“I was a romantic and sentimental creature, with a tendency towards solitude.”
— Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits (via down-the-rabbith0le)
a little bunny looking at the stars in case you're having a bad day.
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i firmly hold that it's my duty as a reader to believe it when an author tells me at the beginning of the series that the dragons are gone forever and never coming back. but god it's a struggle sometimes.
degrees of difficulty, ascending order:
Protagonist is called Dirk Mhurder, someone says "there ain't no dragons, boy" on page 5. this is to show that this is a gritty fantasy, not like those other fantasies with fantasy tropes in them.
Protagonist pines over book of stories with a dragon in them. Entirely possible that this is just that character wishing for a more romantic world.
The word "dragon" is in the title. it could be just a metaphor, title, or relic.
There's a dragon on the cover. stretching it but authors don't choose their cover art.
Page five, narrative mentions "the lost relics of the Dragons, passed forever from this world." you flip to the back cover, which reads "Main character, along with the dragon X'xoreax, must travel to the mystic lands of the Dragonfolk to recover the Primal Gem"
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