I seem to be serving a life sentence in the Same Old Penitentiary for the crime of having experienced too much too quickly.
In this respect, I am referencing me (my approach to "online").
pre-requisite knowledge:
I have no one, as in NOT-A-SINGLE-PERSON in my day to day life to count on or look towards to have emotional support. The Clubhouse I went to had moral support. Emotional? nah. Selfish - them and me, I being me, and wanting what I wantr best for me, not them. Bonding occurred many times in life past, not in recent years.
So, with publishing online, what I CAN do, and DO rely on, are my own words. Midnight.pub entries on ~tffb, IRC exchanges, a personal page - these belong to me, are "for" me (albeit sometimes simultaneously being TO others), and I have myself and myself alone to account to what I say and how/why I say it.
The zine, Ctrl-ZINE, is a collaborative effort. The fact I even slap together a PDF or look at it (the zine) as being a thing "worth doing" is A) rare and B) gets done how it gets done. Once others become involved and they contribute, or even hear of an issue coming together, all of a sudden they are the flagship Rolling Stone editor of decades honored experience. I don't criticize people's ability/inability to put together a publication - by that I mean: do one, and I'll see if it's worth liking, or don't do one and I'll assume they're not worth a damn to talk to on that subject. They see someone doing a zine, and all of a sudden they have this tenacious grasp of How Great Zines Are Made(tm), when I am just happy someone wants to add an entry, and they should be happy to be in the pages.
Again, it either shows I am asshole or none of that is worth it.
Either way, a coffee ~bartender. Let me know if someone has a zine out there that is nice. I love reading them, making them, but I have to do so for my own (and by myself) from now on.
I seem to be serving a life sentence in the Same Old Penitentiary for the crime of having experienced too much too quickly.
a respite is what's needed, I'd imagine.
I felt likewise, at times
Relax. Move forward. take things less seriously.
life is good, don't make "too much" of it, but make the most of it :)
I just traipsed through Bukowski's Wikipedia page, and his phrase "don't try" leapt from the pixels to dominate the mental landscape for more than a few minutes. It's a great description of that landscape's readiness for maximum potential in domains like writing, speaking, or performing music.
Of course, now I'm busy *trying* to not forget it.... ;-)