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interstellarfish) wrote2018-09-16 10:32 pm
interstellarfish) wrote2018-09-16 10:32 pm
Sunday Evening Internet
It's been an interesting few weeks. Celebrated my five-year anniversary with the SO, a close friend took a level in dickhead, my favourite fanfiction updating, all sorts of stuff across the board. I finally got an editing job using my main university degree, which feels pretty damn vindicating. It's only part-time textbook editing but after five years of stagnation on my writing CV, I'm just happy to have something.
Spent a chunk of the evening just meandering around the internet on both Dreamwidth and Tumblr and just wishing I could find some sort of middle ground between the two. I loathe Tumblr's lack of comments and continuity but the visuals and user activity level definitely beat DW. Maybe one day I will get my more visual version of DW and LJ, or less toxic and navigation nightmare Tumblr.
Browsing through fannish blogs and works always makes me nostalgic lately. It's like being both here on a Sunday night in 2018 and also in 2006. I miss the sense of community and anonymity that seemed to be present on the internet of old. I know I'm probably wearing rose colored glasses but I'm so over having my real name online and all my accounts for things trying to link to each other. I miss having my MSN account and that was completely separate from my LJ and FFN accounts, save for a few friends who were in both circles of my life. Signing out of a site or account meant you were 100% offline from it. One door in and out, no interconnected account mess to navigate.
I supposed I will always miss the internet of old. It was just such a different place. It was just equal parts less and more wild and weird and just so hard to describe. A friend was telling how she still hops onto Gaia and how everyone has faded away, and it made me think of the old message boards and mailing lists that have quietly died. I miss them, and all the old friends whom I only knew through them. Wonder if anyone ever misses me.
One thing I noticed my nostalgia has triggered in the past year is that I am writing creatively more than I have since I was in my fanfiction prime as a teenager. It's only increased with the revival/update of my favourite work in the last few weeks. I may cave to my nostalgia and post online for the first time in over ten years. Hell, I already have in a way, this is the first internet journal entry I have written in eleven years. It's therapeutic to be writing to the void of cyberspace again.
Spent a chunk of the evening just meandering around the internet on both Dreamwidth and Tumblr and just wishing I could find some sort of middle ground between the two. I loathe Tumblr's lack of comments and continuity but the visuals and user activity level definitely beat DW. Maybe one day I will get my more visual version of DW and LJ, or less toxic and navigation nightmare Tumblr.
Browsing through fannish blogs and works always makes me nostalgic lately. It's like being both here on a Sunday night in 2018 and also in 2006. I miss the sense of community and anonymity that seemed to be present on the internet of old. I know I'm probably wearing rose colored glasses but I'm so over having my real name online and all my accounts for things trying to link to each other. I miss having my MSN account and that was completely separate from my LJ and FFN accounts, save for a few friends who were in both circles of my life. Signing out of a site or account meant you were 100% offline from it. One door in and out, no interconnected account mess to navigate.
I supposed I will always miss the internet of old. It was just such a different place. It was just equal parts less and more wild and weird and just so hard to describe. A friend was telling how she still hops onto Gaia and how everyone has faded away, and it made me think of the old message boards and mailing lists that have quietly died. I miss them, and all the old friends whom I only knew through them. Wonder if anyone ever misses me.
One thing I noticed my nostalgia has triggered in the past year is that I am writing creatively more than I have since I was in my fanfiction prime as a teenager. It's only increased with the revival/update of my favourite work in the last few weeks. I may cave to my nostalgia and post online for the first time in over ten years. Hell, I already have in a way, this is the first internet journal entry I have written in eleven years. It's therapeutic to be writing to the void of cyberspace again.